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she exclaimed now tidying the wisps of hair that escaped her bun, "It's not every day I meet my eldest son's mate."
She then turned to me, "You must be Ella."
I smiled nervously before she pulled me into a tight embrace, "It's so lovely to meet you."
Her eyes were soft. Her skin a subtle olive colour and her smile, genuine and beaming.
"I'm Leonardo's mother," she said before a steely man came from within the house and joined her at the door.
"And this is Antonio, Leonardo's father," She said.
Leonardo was a striking image of his father. The same incredibly tall height, well-built physique, tanned skin, distinctive, sharp eyes and dark blonde, thick hair. Even his presence brought the same s