RINA

The tram rolled to a stop, plunging my heart to the depths of my stomach. I watched in sheer horror as people milled out. Their faces, a total contrast to mine.

“Excuse me?”

I jerked and turned to see a lady next to me.

“Hello? You’re blocking the way.”

"Oh." I stood, allowing for her to pass. Sorry.

My gaze followed her out before falling on the elderly creeping her way out of the tram. She and I were the only passengers left, but somehow, that didn't move.

She whipped her head towards my direction, nearly hoisting me out of my skin.

“Non stai scendendo?” [Aren't you coming down?]...