Ava His gaze softens, and I notice a flicker in his eyes—something warm, something I didn't see coming. His lips form the tiniest smile, and my heart skips a beat. "Amore mio," he whispers, his voice heavy with feeling, "this is... this is the best news I've ever received..." The relief washes over me like a tidal wave. I never thought he would respond like this. I didn't expect such calmness, such understanding. The fear that had been eating away at me for days—weeks, even—dissipates, replaced by something I never dared to hope for: acceptance. Tears start to well up in my eyes, but I fight them back, not wanting to break down, not wanting to lose control. But the dam inside me breaks. I can't hold them back any longer. The tears flow, hot and unrestrained, streaming down my cheeks as I look at him, my chest tight with emotion. Riccardo is watching me, and I can see his expression changing. For what feels like an eternity, he stays still. Then, he finally speaks, his lips parting.
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