The soft notes of electric guitars drifted from the upper floor of the chalet. Gerald was climbing the stairs when he stopped halfway, arching a brow as he recognized the melody.“Estoy enamorado,” by Donato & Estefano.He drew in a deep breath and continued upward, letting the song wrap around him. At the end of the hallway, he came across Amelia.“Good evening, sir,” she greeted. “The issue with Tony’s bathroom is fixed, but the plumber said the bathtub won’t be usable until tomorrow.”Gerald gave a slight nod.“Thank you.”Just then, Tony’s babbling echoed.“Pa-pa-pa,” the boy repeated, waving his arms excitedly at the sight of his father.Gerald’s heart trembled. He approached the crib, but the mischievous boy scampered to the other corner, giggling.“Well, looks like you want to play tonight,” Gerald said, circling the crib to catch him as Tony evaded him again and again, laughing.“Mrs. Myriam asked me to tell you her mother invited you both to dinner,” Amelia informed.Gerald e
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