Where he survived his heart attack or he didn't even have one.
A universe where in this very moment his Gabriella is having fun arranging his birthday - suggesting presents to his friends, shopping for the buffet with his closest friends, booking his birthday cake with him.
In that universe Alberto is enjoying the preparations, and is planning a huge battle with water guns.
In that universe Gabriella is happy to see him enjoying these days.
I've always thought the multiverse theory was logical, but lately it's become my only "belief".
So, even if in this universe there will be no smile on Alberto's face for me to enjoy these days, I want to believe somewhere there is a version of me who is happy and looking forward to August 13th.
I'm not happy, but I am peaceful - somewhere, in some other layer of existence, some other me is still whole.
Gabriella
