The Passionate Italian 11 DECEMBER EPUB - Plot & Excerpts
How could she start now? Mechanically she slipped out of the dress that had symbolized new hope only hours before, and pulled on her robe, dragging the knot too tightly across her waist. How dare anyone reproach her for not trusting? What could anybody, least of all Giovanni, know about her upbringing? She walked across to the rear window that overlooked the inner courtyard, and opened it up wide to the storm. Darkness lay all around. No sign of life, except the wild weather. No light from Giovanni’s suite opposite. No doubt he was still at the party, taking up with some woman where they’d left off. The thought made her feel sick. She left the window open, despite the rain that slanted in through the window, splattering large, dark drops onto the pale wooden floor. On a clear day she could see the icy peaks of the Alps in the distance. But tonight there was nothing to see: no external sign of an existence beyond herself. There was only her in this little pocket of loneliness. She might have been a teenager again, living her life and dreams in the box room of the Council flat: using her paper-round money for her lunches, hiding the rent money in a jar in her room, screwing a lock on her door for those nights when her mother was entertaining.
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