Mira's P.O.VThe rain began in the late afternoon—soft at first, like hesitant fingertips brushing against glass. Then slowly, steadily, it became a quiet downpour. The kind that made the whole world feel slower, softer. The sky outside the villa had turned a muted silver, and the sea below reflected it like liquid steel. I had always loved the rain, but today, it felt different. Heavier somehow. As if even the sky sensed that something was shifting in our lives again.I stood by the balcony, wrapped in one of Luca’s shirts. The air smelled of ocean and rain—clean, cold, and strangely grounding. One hand rested over my belly, feeling the familiar rhythm of Elena’s tiny movements. Every day she reminded me she was here, alive, growing, waiting to meet us.Behind me, I heard the soft creak of the bedroom door. Footsteps followed—unhurried, familiar. A moment later, warm arms wrapped around me from behind, pulling me gently into a chest I could recognize even in the dark.“You’re standin
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