Friday, October 28, 2022
Demien's Apartment, Bergamo
1:15 PM
Demien's heart was still hammering against his ribs, and his breathing came faster than it should while the adrenaline coursed through his system, and when recognition finally kicked in completely—Sophia, not an intruder, just Sophia—the umbrella clattered from his hand and hit the floor with a dull sound that echoed in the small entryway.
He didn't think.
Just moved forward.
His arms wrapped around her before his brain caught up to his body, and he pulled her into a tight hug while his face buried against her neck, and the familiar scent of her perfume mixed with something floral cut through the lingering panic that had been flooding his chest moments earlier.
Then he kissed her.
