Salvatore Gianluca

Two months later

It had been some time since Roxanne left my life, and I swear these have been the hardest months; it’s felt like a sentence that, day after day, threatens to drive me mad.

Two long months confined to the solitude of this dark cabin, which slowly drains what little expectations I have left. But the great Salvatore Gianluca must return. I haven’t heard from Renato either; I imagine he’s been in mourning over his wife’s death. Instead, everything has settled into an eerie calm that stresses me out more than I’d like to admit.

I looked at myself in the mirror and noticed I’ve put...