The De Santos family car moved slowly as it left the hospital grounds. That morning, the air felt cool, and the sky was bright, as if celebrating Giselle and their baby boy’s return home. Giselle sat calmly in a wheelchair, a thin blanket covering her legs. Her face was still pale, but her smile never faded.Leon stood right behind the wheelchair, his hands steady as he pushed it, as if afraid to let go even for a second.“We’re really going home,” Giselle murmured softly.Leon leaned down slightly so she could hear him clearly.“Yes. Home is waiting for us.”In front of them, Mrs. Hansel walked while carrying Richie Ricardo De Santos. The baby was sleeping soundly, his face peaceful, as if he knew he was returning to a place filled with love.“Slow down, Leon,” Mrs. Hansel said. “This mother of yours may not be young anymore, but I’m still strong.”Leon smiled faintly.“Mommy looks more excited than I am.”“Because this is Mommy’s first grandson,” Mrs. Hansel replied lightly.As the
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