The news spread faster than anyone expected.
By the time evening arrived in Milan, countless articles had already been written.
Television stations were discussing it.
Entertainment websites were discussing it.
Social media was discussing it.
People who had never met Adrian Cross or Evelyn Hart were suddenly convinced they knew everything about them.
Inside the Hart residence, the atmosphere felt unusually heavy.
The television remained on in the sitting room.
Another report was playing.
Photographs appeared on the screen once again.
Evelyn sitting across from Adrian.
The two of them talking.
The moment he reached for her hand.
The image disappeared.
Then another appeared.
Followed by another headline.
Mr. Hart sat quietly on one of the sofas watching the coverage with a frown.
His coffee had long gone cold.
Across from him sat Mrs. Hart.
Unlike her husband, she wasn't paying attention to every detail of the report anymore.
She had already seen enough.
