Thursday, November 10, 2022
Demien's Apartment, Bergamo
8:47 PM
The apartment was quieter than usual when Demien sat on the couch with his right leg elevated on two pillows, and the compression wrap was still in place while the dull ache was present but manageable after less than a day of rest.
Football was on television but the volume was low, and it wasn't a match—it was coverage with studio lighting and pundits seated close together around a desk, and the familiar build-up tone that always preceded an announcement filled the room even at reduced volume.
Sophia sat in the kitchen with her laptop open while working on something, and the only sounds were the television's murmur and the occasional click of her keyboard, and Demien's eyes stayed on the screen without much focus.
