CHAPTER 32
RECOUNTING EVENTS
Elena opened her eyes, feeling a soft cloth dabbing her cheeks. She lay on the couch and felt like her body was about to collapse. Francesco was wiping her face, his eyes dark and stern.
Loredana was staring at her from a nearby chair, while Isabella sat with her head bowed. Was she crying?
Nunziata walked in and laid an extra pillow under her head, a reassuring smile plastered across her face. She knit her brows, then stood over Francesco, eventually grabbing the cloth from his hands and resuming his action. Francesco shook his head but said nothing as he stood behind Nunziata with his arms crossed. He sighed and turned away, then sat on an armchair beside the couch. Nunziata stopped wiping Elena’s face and drew a hand over her fringe. Elena had never thou
