“Mom, why can’t we come with you to the party?” Lucia asked in her sweet little voice, tilting her head as she sat patiently while Sofia oiled her long, blonde hair.Sofia smiled softly, brushing her fingers gently through her daughter’s silky strands. Lucia was like a little mirror of her—same features, same quiet charm. Sometimes she couldn’t believe how beautiful her little girl was. “Because, sweetheart, you have school tomorrow. And the party is going to be really late.”“But we want to go too,” Vin chimed in, arms crossed and clearly grumpy about being left out.Leonardo, who was leaning against the doorway watching them, stepped in. “And who’s going to take care of your little brother, hmm?”“Ricco will be fine with Grandma,” Vin said quickly, trying to sound grown-up and clever.“True,” Leonardo nodded, amused. “But Grandma will need help too, won’t she?”“Exactly,” Sofia added, still trying to reason gently. “You know how Ricco is. He won’t sleep without his bedtime stories a
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