Leaving

Viviana's POV

Rocco came running into the living room, clutching a paper with excited energy vibrating through him.

“Mommy! Look! I made a rocket!”

The drawing was crooked and colorful and perfect, a sharp reminder of why I was enduring all of this.

“It’s amazing,” I said, smiling because he needed me to smile.

“I want to show it to Vincenzo. I know he will love it!” Rocco said eagerly before gra