Ever since I came back, I hadn't been able to find my footing. Something had shifted inside me , a restlessness I couldn't name and couldn't shake. Vito noticed. He always noticed. He moved me to a safer location without explanation, just efficiency and care, the way he had always done things, and I let him. I didn't have the energy to argue.
The new place had a terrace that looked out over the city, and I spent most of my time there, watching the skyline hold its shape against the fading light. I wasn't thinking about anything specific. I was thinking about everything at once, which felt the same as thinking about nothing.
"What's on your mind?"
His voice pulled me out of it so sharply I actually flinched. "Vito , when did you get here?"
He reached over and ruffled my hair the way he had since I was small, easy and familiar. "Something's bothering you."
