Chapter 108

• Antonietta 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, Marco, and their son, Vittorio.
• With her eyes fixed on the photo, Antonietta delicately caressed Marco's face with her fingers, as if she could feel his presence there. A wave of sadness and regret washed over her, and she pressed the photo against her chest, seeking comfort in that memory.
• In an almost inaudible whisper, Antonietta begged Marco for forgiveness, as if he could hear her words beyond the veil of death.