Elsa

It is almost midday when I get out of bed. I am told Marcello left two hours ago for work. Feeling lonely and bored, I drag myself to the bathroom and freshen up. After that, I walk to the deck, having nothing in mind to do with my life without Marcello here with me.

“Buongiorno, signorina!”

I look up and see one of the guards standing outside at the sundeck infront of one of the loungers. “Ciao, Sal.” I recognize him from the estate.

The crew has already set up the table for breakfast. I sit down and pour myself some caffè

“Sal, un caffè?” Just because he is...