It was a month later when the doctor informed me that I was pregnant.Vittore beamed with a boyish excitement. He whirled me around, then caught himself and lowered me back to my feet with extreme caution. He rested his hand over my lower abdomen and said, "I have to be careful now; after all, I don't want anything to happen to him."I said, "I could be pregnant with a baby girl."He kissed my forehead, saying, "I'm fine with having a daughter since she'd be as pretty as you are."Lia's pregnancy ended in miscarriage at three months. Luca refused to marry her. Instead, he gave her money and sent her away.I simply refused when Dad asked me to intercede for Lia, saying, "She killed my child. She took my life, too."Dad fell silent, never bringing Lia up again.I could feel my belly growing bigger with each passing day. Vittore would touch my belly daily and talk to the baby. He would tell the baby stories in Cisilian, and every now and then, he would press his ear to my belly t
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