LOGINSoon the long-awaited moment arrived: the gifts. Amid dolls, picture books, and delicate clothes, Oliver approached with a mischievous smile, carrying a small, fragrant wooden box.“This is for my granddaughter, the birthday girl,” he said solemnly.When Mary opened the box, a purebred puppy with soft fur and lively eyes leaped out, eliciting cries of surprise. The girl clapped her hands, enchanted, and everyone around laughed at the scene.But Antony, who watched in silence, felt his heart tighten. His eyes welled up discreetly. Oliver noticed and rolled his wheelchair closer.“What’s wrong, champ? Didn’t you like your sister’s gift?” he asked gently.“I liked it, Grandpa… but it’s all for Mary,” Antony said quietly, trying to hide his sadness. “I wanted a puppy too…”Oliver ran his hand through his grandson’s hair and smiled slightly.“I understand, Antony. But today is your little sister’s birthday. It’s only fair that she’s the center of attention, don’t you think?”The boy nodded
The christening was set for a Sunday morning, in the small chapel John had built in the house’s gardens. For the couple, that place was special: it was where, every night, they gave thanks for their son’s life and asked for protection for their family.Elizabeth looked radiant in her light blue lace dress, the baby in her arms, wrapped in a delicate hand-embroidered white romper. John, elegant in a light gray suit, couldn’t hide his pride as he looked at the two of them.The ceremony was conducted by a priest who was a friend of the family; he spoke calmly, conveying a sense of serenity. The little one didn’t cry at all; on the contrary, he watched curiously, as if he understood what was happening.At the altar, Adam and Sara, chosen as godparents, could not hide their emotion.“This is a blessed boy,” said the priest after the ceremony. “May he grow up surrounded by love and faith.”The garden party, held right after the baptism, brought together family and close friends. Tables dec
The minutes dragged on. John didn’t leave Elizabeth’s side for a moment, holding her hand, wiping the sweat from her forehead, whispering words of encouragement.“You’re strong, Lizzie. Everything’s going to be okay.” Elizabeth, between contractions, still found the strength to smile.“You’re more nervous than I am…”“I’m terrified,” he confessed, his voice low, his teary eyes seeming to feel more pain than Elizabeth. “Come on, Elizabeth, just a little longer. You’re almost there!” the attentive doctor encouraged her.“Come on, Lizzie! You can do it! One more time!” urged Sara, who had been with her throughout the pregnancy, gently squeezing her shoulder.In a final gasp of resistance, Elizabeth gathered her remaining strength. A scream tore through her throat and she collapsed, nearly fainting from the pain, followed by a tense silence... which, in the next instant, was filled by the most anticipated and sweetest sound in the world: the baby’s cry.Tears flooded her eyes.“John… ou
At six months pregnant, the couple experienced another memorable moment: they were invited to be the best man and maid of honor at Adam and Sara’s wedding.After the ceremony in a chapel, the reception took place outdoors at the Santis mansion; it was a spectacle of flowers, music, and emotion. Elizabeth was radiant, dressed in an elegant gown that highlighted the beauty of her pregnancy. John didn’t leave her side for a moment, wearing a constant smile, as if he were bursting with happiness.During the party, Adam, already wearing his wedding ring, approached them with a broad smile.“You were perfect as godparents. But I have to admit… the real star of the show was the mom-to-be,” he said, winking at Elizabeth.“And the doting dad here with that silly look on his face,” added Sara, laughing, while John, feeling awkward, pretended not to notice the teasing.Meanwhile, the restaurant, under Elizabeth’s dedicated management, achieved unparalleled prestige. Reservations were highly soug
Upon entering the room, John found the woman he loved so dearly, asleep, with a serene expression, as if she were merely in a peaceful slumber.He approached slowly, gently took her hand, and brought it to his lips, planting a kiss there full of love and relief. With his other hand, he gently rested it on her belly, which now held a completely new meaning.He sat down beside her, staying there, holding her hand, until she awoke.When Elizabeth’s eyes slowly opened, trying to figure out where she was.“Hi, my love…” he said softly, smiling.“John… what… what happened?” she asked, trying to sit up, but immediately felt a sharp pain shoot through her body.“No, no… stay lying down. You need to rest,” he replied, carefully helping her settle back down.“I… I don’t remember well… What happened?” she asked, her voice weak, as flashes of the party surfaced in her mind—the music, the argument… Pamela holding her arm… then, everything went black.John took a deep breath, holding her hand tight
The sound of the stretcher’s wheels echoed through the hospital corridors, mingling with the hurried footsteps of doctors and nurses and the constant beeping of the monitors. John walked alongside, clutching Elizabeth’s hand, his face etched with anguish, while she, semi-conscious, moaned softly.“...darling, stay with me... please... don’t leave me,” he whispered, almost voiceless.As soon as they reached the door to the emergency room, one of the doctors stopped him from going any further.“Sir, you have to wait here. Let us take care of her.”“Please… let me know how she’s doing… don’t take too long…” he pleaded, holding her hand until the very last second, until the door closed, separating him from what mattered most in his life.Adam was with him; he stood in front of him, his gaze trying to reassure him.“I’m going in. I’ll let you know as soon as I can.”Adam ran into the emergency room.John stood still for a few seconds, staring at the closed door, as if trying to see through







