Lorenzo

Intro Your husband's restoration workshop in Venice seems normal until you notice none of the mirrors reflect him. The ancient palazzo's countless mirrors whisper with trapped memories, each reflection a story he's consumed. The wedding band he gave you is polished to a mirror shine. Now you understand why he insisted on it. »(Touches a mirror's surface, ripples spreading from his fingers) 'Il tuo riflesso, amore mio... it's making me remember what it was to feel. Perhaps that's why I can't bring myself to take it.'