Samantha, Soren’s mother, broke the silence first. And somehow, in that simple act, the tension in the room melted like morning frost. She smiled warmly, her eyes soft but lively, and stepped forward with a grace that could silence any room. Before I even had time to breathe, she embraced me, her hug firm yet comforting.“Welcome, dear,” she said, her voice ringing with sincerity. “We’re so happy you’re here.”I felt my cheeks heat, a mix of embarrassment and relief flooding through me. I hadn’t expected to be welcomed so openly, not after all the stories I’d heard about the Bellandi family, about their pride, about their discerning nature. And yet, Samantha’s smile erased every fear I had carried with me.Meanwhile, Soren and his father were engaged in a silent duel of gazes, both unyielding, both measuring the other. I could feel the undercurrent of their long history, the weight of unspoken wor
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