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Chapter 29: The Boy Who Made Milan Home
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2026-07-19 16:00:16Valentina POV
"Mamma, watch—watch, I'm going to make it bounce off the wall and into the cup.""I'm watching, tesoro."Matteo lined up his shot with the fierce concentration only a five-year-old could summon for something so entirely inconsequential. His tongue poked out the corner of his mouth, and a ping-pong ball was clutched tightly in one small fist. He threw. It bounced off the kitchen wall, missed the cup by a wide margin, and rolled right under the refrigerator.
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