Chapter 4 — Shadows of the Past

Kate

As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows over the cobblestone streets, I found myself alone in my small, cozy room at the hostel. The charm of Piazza del Sole still lingered in my mind, its vibrant energy coursing through my veins. Yet, as I lay on the bed, the silver necklace resting against my chest, I felt a familiar tug—a pull towards the past, towards the life I had left behind.

The key pendant felt heavier tonight, a symbol of the doors I hoped to unlock and the ones I had reluctantly closed. My fingers traced its outline, and with each touch, memories of my marriage began to surface, like ghosts emerging from the shadows.