Time stretches, heavy and silent.
Mila sleeps beside me, her breathing faint but steady. The beeping of the machines fills the room with a soothing, almost surreal rhythm.
I haven't left this chair for hours.
Exhaustion gnaws at me, but the mere thought of closing my eyes overwhelms me.
Because, as soon as I do…
I see Alessandro.
His icy gaze.
His back turning away.
His silence.
I grip the armrests of the chair.
Everything feels irreversible.
I've destroyed something between us.
Something precious.
And I don't know how to fix it.
A rustling sound catches my attention.
Mila stirs slightly. Her eyelids flutter before opening halfway.
"Mrs. Valenti…?"
I lean in immediately.
"I'm here."
It takes her a few seconds to fully wake up.
Then her gaze drifts slowly around the room, and her expression changes.
"You've been here… all night?"
I nod.