N/B: Check Writer's Note at the end of the chapter.
Eight months later...
That was how long it took for Italy to start feeling like somewhere Noel actually lived rather than somewhere he had landed.
The first month had been a recovery. Eating properly. Sleeping without the specific alertness of someone who expected a door to open at any hour. Getting used to a room with a window that actually opened and showed actual sky.
The second month he had started working.
