Ellis was lying down, exhausted, and feeling completely unwell due to the flu that had knocked her down. The day was bright, and she wondered how long she had been asleep. She found it strange that she wasn't on the couch, which was her last memory, but in her room. A sense of confusion and disorientation hit her as she tried to understand what had happened. A shiver ran down her spine as she remembered having Vittorio by her side on the couch, taking care of her while she was sick. Had he really been here, or was that also part of a dream?
However, as she got up and headed towards the living room, the tempting aroma of fresh food filled her nostrils. It was clear that she wasn't alone at home. Upon reaching the kitchen, the sight that unfolded before her surprised her. It wasn't Vitt
