"My God, Bernardo, that's terrible. Is she okay?" I asked, feeling the anguish take over me.Bernardo nodded with sadness. "She is recovering, but she was quite shaken by the incident. The police are investigating what happened, but we don't have much information yet."I felt guilty and responsible for inviting Valentina to the party and for involving her in our affairs. The fear and concern for her took over me."I shouldn't have suggested that she come to the party. If she wasn't here, it would never have happened," I murmured, blaming myself.Bernardo approached and put his hand gently on my shoulder. "Giulia, that's not your fault. What happened was an unjustifiable act of violence, and no one could have predicted it. Don't blame yourself for that."But I couldn't help but feel responsible. I felt like I was bringing problems to people's lives on the farm, and that distressed me deeply."I just wanted everything to go back to normal. I wanted things to be easier for everyone here,

I found myself facing another tense day on the farm, and the pressure of recent events was starting to take its price on me. Stress, fear and anxiety accumulated, and I didn't know how to deal with all these intense emotions.Throughout the day, every little setback seemed to increase my irritation and frustration. I was tired, exhausted from the whole situation and feeling overwhelmed. So, when a simple glass broke while I was washing the dishes, I just couldn't deal with it anymore.I found myself having a childish attack, banging my fists on the sink and screaming in frustration. Bernardo, who was nearby, looked at me with surprise and sadness in his eyes. I could feel the disappointment in his eyes, and that only increased my irritation.I couldn't control myself, and I continued to release my anger in small details that wouldn't bother me before. My sisters tried to calm me down, but I was in a whirlwind of emotions that I couldn't contain.Bernardo, in turn, remained distant dur

"It seems like it wasn't anything serious, but you need to rest," she advised. "I'm going to make some tea to calm your headache."While I was resting in bed, my sisters stood by my side, talking softly to distract me from the pain. Their presence was comforting and made me feel supported."Sleep a little, Giulia. We'll stay here with you," Gabriella said, caressing my hair.With your affectionate words, I ended up indulged in tiredness and fell asleep. During sleep, the nightmares and worries seemed to move away, and I felt the tranquility of the hands of my sisters around me.When I woke up again, the headache had subsided a little and I felt more refreshed. My sisters were still by my side, offering their support and affection."Thank you for being here with me," I murmured, feeling grateful to have them in my life."We would always be by your side, Giulia," Gina replied, smiling softly.As I recovered, the affection and care of my sisters were the balm I needed to face my fears and

As the months went by, my relationship with nature and animals has strengthened. I learned to deal with my fears and to appreciate the simplicity and beauty of the world around me. The routine of the farm, which once caused me repulsion, was now a source of peace and renewal.At the end of that summer, when it was time to leave, I felt a mixture of nostalgia and gratitude. Bernardo's farm had been a turning point in my life. There, I had faced my fears, discovered new passions and learned valuable lessons about resilience and humility.When I said goodbye to Bernardo, I thanked him for his patience, guidance and for introducing me to a new world of possibilities. I promised myself that I would take with me the spirit of the farm in my heart, keeping alive the connection with nature and animals, even far from there.As the days unfolded on the farm, an unexpected challenge arose: the absence of the internet. As a digital influencer, I was used to always being connected, sharing my life

Curious, I asked: "What are the traumas you carry, Bernardo? If you don't mind sharing."He sighed, his eyes fixed on the crackling fire. "When I was young, I lost my parents in a devastating fire. I was away from home at that moment and I arrived too late to save them. It was a pain that never completely healed."I felt a tightness in my chest when I heard your story. I understood the depth of your pain and how this loss shaped your life on the farm. "Bernardo, I'm sorry for everything you've been through. I can't even imagine the pain you carry."He smiled slightly, but there was sadness in his eyes. "Thank you for your words, Giulia. The pain never disappears completely, but I learned to find comfort and healing in nature, in the hard work and in the relationships I built here on the farm."We were silent for a moment, absorbing the intensity of our shared stories. The fireplace crackled softly, creating an atmosphere of comfort and welcome.Finally, breaking the silence, I said: "