Chapter 48

• The corridor was enveloped in a heavy silence when the voices of Diana and Luca penetrated, interrupting my steps towards the room. Curiosity guided me to one of the windows, where I witnessed the tense interaction between them. Luca firmly held Diana's arm, and his words carried an urgency that eluded my understanding.
• “Let me go, Luca. Things cannot be like this,” insisted Diana, an expression of discomfort etched on her face.
• As I tried to decipher the meaning of this conversation, a female voice emerged behind me. It was Federica, the trustworthy housekeeper, whose presence indicated that Don Salvatore had requested my presence.