Sophia's POV:
My heart is pounding inside my rib cage as I walk towards the entrance of Bologna's public hospital. I was in a supermarket near our subdivision when I received a call from the nurse's station that one of their patients wanted to see me.
At first, I was hesitant, but after knowing that he also had a stroke and suffered from a temporary coma, I decided to pay him a visit. Maybe this is now the right time to face him after his son was sentenced to life imprisonment for several cases that the government of Bologna given to him, including the case I filed against him.
"Sophia Del Mundo?" The nurse in the reception desk repeated my name.
"Sì, ecco la mia carta d'identità." (Yes, here's my identity card)
"Per favore Seguimi." (Please follow me)
"Grazie." (Thank you)
I gave her back the smile which she didn't hesitate to give me.
