Feeling So Lonely

As the sun's resplendent beams descended ceaselessly on the inhabitants of the beautiful Italian city, Milan basked in the little warmth it provided.

Milan, a canvas of elegance for such a long time, has been continuously snow kissed by the early snows of the morning, and late noon became the sole opportunity the sun had to creep into the sky.

Among the innumerable things, and beings its rays blessed, a group of undeniably distinguished individuals were involved.

Regardless of the presence of a curved glass dome over their heads, the distant sounds of planes passing by draw her attention.

“Wow…” Her head got lifted to the high glass ceiling, and her pair of green eyes managed to catch a glimpse of a jet soring past the sky.

Debby was certain that it was the fifth jet slicing through the air within merely half an hour since she arrived at the five-star restaurant — Paradiso Terrestre with her family.

“I wonder how far your jaw is going to drop once you see how many people are atten