Gian listened to Anna talk about her mother. He held her when she sobbed. He understood. Gian had taken care of his dying father.
There was another wedding to attend only Anna couldn't go. She wanted to but she was in no shape.
Gian left the wedding early. Anna was in bed. She heard him come in. She needed his arms around her. He tiptoed into the bedroom, took off his suit, climbed into bed and held her tightly.
She would never forget that night. Gian was Anna’s shelter in this storm.