By the time Leo reached his apartment, the rain had followed him all the way home.
He stood outside the door for a moment, balancing his matchday bag against his shoulder while he searched for his keys.
His ankle had stiffened during the journey, and every few steps had become more uncomfortable than the last.
Eventually, he found the right key and pushed the door open.
The view he saw was a dark apartment, which was unusual considering Vittoria never liked the dark.
Only the faint light from the city outside came through the windows, leaving most of the living room in shadow.
Leo stepped inside and closed the door behind him, listening for any movement, but he didn't hear any.
"Vittoria?"
He spoke, but nothing came back.
He frowned slightly as he had expected her to be awake, even though it was just a few minutes past half ten.
