ANNA

Neither I nor Enzo understood anything. Luca’s picture had no place in here, and yet it was. I stood still and my breathing was heavy as I was suffocating and looking for answers. I remained with the picture in my hand, trembling, with dozens of questions in mind and no answers. Then suddenly it hit me like lightning, like thunder coming from the high sky.

“Enzo…” I began in a voice trembling with rage. I was trying to control myself, but it was almost impossible. I ...