Chapter 45
By the time I reached the funicular, I had to pause and catch my breath. I needed to do something about my fitness. Out of the corner of my eye, a figure flit past. My heart skipped. Leo? There was something about the man’s gait and loose curls of dark hair that was familiar. It had to be him.
‘Leo,’ I yelled, but he disappeared into a carriage up ahead. I jogged to where he entered and tried to peer inside, but I couldn’t see him. The door started to close, and I went to step forward, but someone held my arm back.
‘Signora, il suo biglietto?’ A stern-looking man in a rail uniform questioned me.
‘Ticket? Ah, no.’
He rambled off that I needed a ticket and I’d have to get the next funicular. I was tempted to plead with him that the love of my life was in that carriage, but th
