Subtitle Journey To Italy -

The engine of the vintage Alfa Romeo hummed a rhythmic tune as Katherine and Alex drove south from Naples. They had come to Italy to settle an inheritance—a villa left by an eccentric uncle—but the silence between them in the car felt heavier than the Mediterranean heat. Years of a "perfect" London life had left them as strangers sharing a zip code.

Their journey hadn't been about the kilometers traveled or the property acquired. It was a journey back to the people they were before they forgot how to listen to the sound of the waves. subtitle Journey to Italy

Their first stop was Pompeii. Walking through the ash-preserved streets, Katherine felt a strange kinship with the plaster casts of people frozen in time. "They were just living their lives," she whispered, "completely unaware the world was about to end." Alex didn't answer; he was busy checking his watch, calculating how quickly they could sell the villa and return to the office. The engine of the vintage Alfa Romeo hummed

"I don't want to sell it," she said.Alex looked at the horizon, the lights of the fishing boats twinkling like fallen stars. "I don't think I do either." Their journey hadn't been about the kilometers traveled