The room is filled with Adriana's spirit, her absence a palpable presence. The boy, lost in his adoration, begins to touch himself, his eyes closed, imagining her there with him. His hand moves faster, his breath hitches, and he lets out a low moan as he pictures her mouth around him, her hands on his body. He comes undone, his body shaking with the force of his release, her name echoing in the empty room.