Chapter 107

Rosalba was alone in her room, sitting at her vanity. Soft light illuminated the space, highlighting the melancholic expression on her face. In her hands, she held a photo, the last image taken with her beloved husband, Carmine, and their son, Valerio.

With her eyes fixed on the photo, Rosalba delicately caressed Carmine's face with her fingers, as if she could feel his presence there. A wave of s