To Feel Human Again

During dinner,

The dining table was small, a bit worn at the edges, but it radiated something Massimo hadn’t felt in years, warmth. The place felt lively, cherished. Pictures hung crookedly on the wall, Camilla’s childhood drawings framed beside Alessio’s football photos. The smell of tomato sauce and basil filled the air.

Camilla’s mother moved around the kitchen, humming as she placed the final