Chapter 17 Stockholm Syndrome

• One night, we were staying in a beautiful villa in Venice. We were both feeling very romantic and decided to take a walk together there.
• We took a walk down a secluded path surrounded by tall trees and vibrant flowers. The air smelled like jasmine and the moonlight cast a beautiful, romantic glow. We walked hand in hand, talking about our dreams and plans for the future.
• We eventually came to a clearing with a large pond in the middle. The water was still and reflective, like a mirror. Riccardo took my hand and said, “Let's go for a swim.”