The next morning I wake up at half past noon. I am not surprised, I was exhausted. I walk out of our bedroom to find Enzo. I see him in the study.

'How was your night, amore," I say stepping into the study.

'It was good, mi amore, and I am guessing yours was as well, looking at the time you are waking up," Enzo says kissing my forehead.

'You are right. I wanted to tell you that I will be going out with Joan to show her around Sicily," I say smiling while I sit ...