LILLIANA
One month later
I leaned back my head and watched the stretch of primrose sand, the hue as gentle and nostalgic as a vintage photograph. Every fiber of my being hummed with satisfaction.
A month has passed by since the dark storm we had endured.
A month to break barriers and rebuild life as we wanted as our own.
After the accident, it took almost three weeks for Marco to find the strength of move on his own, albeit with the help of a cane, which he detested to the core. Viktor and Dominic busied himself in cleaning up the mess, while I spent most of my time with Anna and Noah. Sometimes, Mia would insist I join her for the charity events and dinners too.
And then, one day, Ralph came up with an impromptu vacation plan for Sicily—the native hometown of my father and mother.
