America was different from Italy and there was no second thought about that. Angelo had his house that was being regularly cleaned in New York where he was currently staying with Alexis.
Stepping into the house brought back many memories. Over the years, the course of time that they had been married, for they had come to America many times and every time it was like a walk down the memory lane.
Each and every memory that they had once made, no matter how recent or old, was relieved again.
The darkness has started to subside inside and this house had been the beginning of it all.
"You are very deep in thought," Alexis entered the room and sat beside him on the couch making the cushions bounce which irritated him. "You do know that you're being lost in your thoughts is never good."
