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Dad stretched his hand and Adriano shook his hand firmly, his smile easy but respectful.
“Adriano Alfonso. It's nice to meet you, Mr. Jones.”
“Call me Sam,” my dad said, his grip lingering just long enough to make his point. “It’s nice to meet you too.”
Adriano didn’t flinch, his composure unwavering. If anything, he seemed amused, like he appreciated my dad’s protective instincts.
Then, my brother, Danny, came bounding down the stairs next, his mischievous grin instantly making me smile.
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