Carrie

Three days later, we left the hotel and headed for our home, the modern bungalow that continues to take my breath each time I set my eyes on it.

But as Alessandro drove to our destination, I noticed that he was quiet in a way that told me that he was already swimming in regret. I considered reaching for his hand to assure him that I will always be available for him to talk to, but it would be unwise to become a distraction while he’s driving.

So, I adjusted my position and postponed my thoughts.

“Carrie?”

“Yes, Alessandro? Hmm.” I shook my head as though I just said...