The first car drove into Neravalle, before the other one followed behind.
It stopped, and the doors opened up.
Luciano stepped out of the car to see Francesca had alighted from the other car too.
"So this is the infamous Neravalle, huh?" She joined him as they walked towards the entrance gate together.
"You haven't even seen half of it yet," he said proudly.
"I know it's dark already, but the little I saw of Aurivilla already astonished me. Should I expect even more from Neravalle?"
"See for yourself."
They entered the halls, and she gasped.
"It's like heaven!" She blurted.
He laughed. "Yeah, that seems to be the first perception. It's all that white painting I guess."
Vittorio and Salvatore walked towards them.
They were together, sorting out their differences when the message arrived that Luce was back.
Immediately, they dashed out to welcome him home.
Their eyes squinted at the same time when they drew closer, only to find a woman next to him.
