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She must realize now that she has to let go of her hope for a happy ending for the Olivetta family. Until today, she might have hoped that her father would recover. But with his behavior, there's no reason left to hope for a miracle.
Maybe that's it.
Or perhaps I'm projecting my own emotions onto her expression.
I don't know.
Looking at Alessia doesn't do me any good. Thinking about Vico, the Olivetta family, and their fate doesn't help either.
Enough, Hanna, I reprimand myself, as it's time to finally acknowledge the facts. Regardless of the daydreams that consumed me in the past weeks, none of them are real.
Least of all the one where I'm in Vico's arms, just looking at him and knowing where my heart belongs.
