Francesco lifted her hand, placing the small gift box gently into Adriana's palm.Adriana reflexively tried to pull back, but his fingers held hers firmly."Francesco, please—""Open it tomorrow. Not tonight."He released her hand slowly, letting her move aside. His gaze dipped slightly, eyes deep and dark, like the indigo sky just after sunset, before the moon rises—heavy, silent, and unyielding.Once, he had possessed a bright moon. Now, it shone for everyone else but him.He glanced at the empty street, lips curling in a shadow of a smile.Back home, Adriana avoided the cameras, cradling the box in both hands. She remembered his words, and in the end, she didn't open it. She tucked it into a drawer in her study, leaving it there untouched.The next day, Oliver called her out for a hike, and Daisy joined them."Adriana, I—""It's fine, Daisy, I'm not upset." Adriana cut her off. Her sister-in-law had always been kind; she could forgive her this one slip."Aunt Daisy," Oliv
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