Arriving home, Marilena parks her car and takes a moment to gather her thoughts. She opens the door, and Max trots over, wagging his tail excitedly. "Hey, buddy!" She greets him, bending down to scratch behind his ears. The dog jumps around her happily, bringing her back to the present.
As she settles in, she prepares to make dinner, thinking about the upcoming weekend. It could be a chance to relax, enjoy time with friends, and perhaps figure out where she and Christian stand in this complicated arrangement. She decides to whip up something comforting, a simple pasta dish, and soon finds herself lost in thought, savoring the aroma of garlic and herbs filling her kitchen.
Meanwhile, Sofia sits in the small café just off the hospital grounds, a steaming cup of coffee in her hands. Across from her, Isabella stirs her own drink absentmindedly, both of them caught up in the whirlwind of recent events surrounding their friends.
