After a nice morning run together, Raffaele had to get ready to leave. They were unable to spend some time at their spot, as it was still cold and wet from the rain the day before. Judging from the temperature today, it might actually be snowing soon.
Vanessa tried to hide her sadness, keeping herself busy preparing breakfast, then an early lunch, finding more ways to clean up, throwing clothes into the laundry and preparing sandwiches for Raffaele to eat in the car, just so she could focus on something else other than his impending departure, but he could sense her distress.
“I can stay if you want me to, farfallina,” he told her gently, when the time came for him to leave.
“No,” she sighed, even though everything inside her screamed for her to ask him to stay. “You have to go back to
