C104 Let me have a go at shooting

Marco then gazed at Letta, now peacefully asleep. Letta had closed her eyes for five minutes, yet for some reason, Marco felt reluctant to move from his seat. It was as if he wanted to keep observing his wife’s face. Marco reached out, gently caressing the side of Letta’s face, which sometimes made Letta furrow her brow, or sometimes even smile. It provided a comforting feeling for Marco