[Forte Dei Marmi]
The door to Vittoria's room clicked shut behind her mother, and for a few seconds she stayed where she was.
She had her back against the door and listened to the footsteps move down the corridor until they faded completely.
Then she crossed the room in three steps and threw herself onto the bed.
She grabbed the iPad from where she had set it face down on the duvet before her mother had knocked, turned it over and pulled up the stream.
Once more, the chants and roar of the Signal Iduna Park filled her speakers again with the noise of a stadium coming back from its interval.
She looked at the screen and then looked at the ceiling.
"I only turned this on because of you," she said while groaning.
"And you sat on the bench the entire half," she added a while later.
After that, she lay on her back with the iPad held above her face and watched the broadcast camera pan slowly across the Dortmund stand.
