"Add another layer of carpet to keep the children from falling and getting hurt," I instructed.The day the children's medical center was completed, I walked around with my heavily pregnant belly, checking every detail of the floors.Papa walked slowly behind me, chatting and laughing with Matteo. He had recovered from his illness and was now in good health.After we finished touring the medical center, Papa called everyone over for a group photo.The picture captured everyone with bright smiles.The pain I once carried had become one of the most beautiful parts of my life.I gave up the wealth and status of being Don Arturo Venturi's wife, but I kept what mattered most.I still had my dignity, my love, and my child.The wind picked up, and the air grew cool.Matteo came over and wrapped a scarf around my neck. "Keep warm. Don't catch a cold."I asked with a smile, "If I get a fever, will you stay by my side and take care of me?"Matteo answered seriously, "I won't leave you
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