Drowned

Dante is shocked to see her, he hasn't seen her in six years, he has missed her so much, she was his first love and is still the love of his life, he has tried talking to her through Laura but it has been impossible convincing her to get back with him.

Tito turns to Fiorella with a quizzical face, he wonders how Dante knows her, Zelmira has the same curious eyes on Fiorella.

"Do you both know each other?" She asks and Fiorella swallows hard.

Before Dante could respond Fiorella sharply cut in.

"No!" She curtly replies.

Dante goes mute, stunned by her denial, it's shocking how she could deny him so easily. Fiorella nervously picks up her card from the floor and avoids any of their gazes.

"We should leave to our rooms, I'm a bit tired" Fiorella mutters to Tito.

"Good night, Mr Dante" Tito mumbles and leaves and she follows him quickly.

The man with their suitcase follows them. Dante is still perplexed by everything, he ponders on what Tito told him when he last called.

"It can't