POV: LorenaI smiled hearing Julian's whisper. "He's amazing," I replied, happy tears still streaming down my cheeks.We stood there, Julian, me, and William sleeping peacefully, like a perfect family painting. But deep in my chest, there was a restlessness I couldn't ignore. The voices from those cruel comments still echoed in my head, like a devil's whisper that never stopped."They don't matter," I told myself, repeating Julian's words. "They don't matter."But why was it so hard to believe? **The first few days in the mansion felt like a dream. Julian took time off from work, something he rarely did, I thought, to be with me and William. Every morning, he woke up first, prepared breakfast, then woke me with a kiss on the forehead."Good morning, my beautiful wife," he said one morning, as sunlight began to stream through the bedroom curtains.I groaned softly, still half asleep. "What time is it?""7 o'clock. I've already changed William's diaper and fed him with the breast milk
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