Chapter 82

• I was in limbo between the unknown and the distorted reality, a shadow of whom I used to be wandering through my mind, but the fragments were hard to piece together. In the suite that I supposedly shared with Michele Nicaso, I found myself engulfed in a web of uncertainties, desperately trying to find any clue that could help me unravel this mystery.
• Scouring every corner of that luxurious room, my hands roamed over every surface in search of an answer. The drawers, the closets, nothing seemed to reveal the truth I so eagerly sought. It was when the suite's door opened, interrupting my reverie, that the maid entered the room, carrying some women's clothing.
• “What are you doing here?” I asked, my voice sounding harsher than intended.