EMILLY

I sat inert and shocked in the hospital lobby, hearing the doctor’s counter and defibrillator giving shocks to Francesca’s heart. Luca was desperate, too. I was looking at him helplessly, and I just didn’t know what to do. It was the first time when I had no answers to this situation. I would have liked to go to him, hold him in my arms and bring him relief. But how do I do that? I never even spoke more than usual courtesy. And then I respected his pain.

“Enzo, my ...