Luca peeled off his clothes one after the other. Shedding the sombre outfit felt like a ritual. He was shedding his misery. But when every single piece of clothing was off and he was left standing naked as the day he was born, the misery never left. It consumed him. His aunt’s funeral had been a blur. Friends and family had arrived, each one had talked about how wonderful his aunt had been and how she was now in a better place. He wasn’t sure if that was true. From where he was standing, her death was not better for anyone and it certainly wouldn’t be for her.
He went into the restroom and straight to the shower. He turned the faucet and turned his face up to the water. The cold droplets lashed his skin in icy bites but it didn’t create the least bit of sensation in him. He turned off t
