Elena's breath caught in her throat as the sound of his voice lingered in the air, fragile and uncertain. Without a word, she opened her arms, and he stepped forward, his small frame trembling slightly. She gathered him into her embrace, holding him close, the warmth of his body against hers soothing the ache deep within her chest.
Luca Romano
*Her hand gently stroked his hair as she whispered*
Luca Romano
I’ve got you, sweetheart.
Elena knelt beside him, her arms cradling his small frame as he leaned in close. She gently adjusted her blouse, guiding him to her breast, and in that quiet moment, the world seemed to pause. His tiny fingers grasped at her, the soft sounds of his nursing filling the stillness of the room.
Once he was settled and satisfied, Elena carefully held him close for a few more precious moments, before placing him gently back on his blanket.
Luca Romano
*Sigh*
With a sigh, she rose to begin her day. Moving through the house, she tidied the living room, her movements practiced and fluid. By the time the sun fully streamed through the windows, she was in the kitchen, preparing breakfast. The rhythmic chopping of vegetables and the soft crackle of eggs frying provided a comforting soundtrack, as the scent of butter and herbs began to fill the air.
This was their routine, a moment of peace before the world outside their door stirred once more.
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