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There was no doubt that the path ahead would be filled with obstacles and challenges, but together, we would navigate through them.
At that moment, I knew that moving into Dante's house wasn't just a decision driven by obligation.
It was a choice fueled by love, and as we held each other tightly, I couldn't help but feel a glimmer of hope for our future.
Chapter 18
Dante
AsIwalkedthroughthe grand hallway of my house, a sense of contentment washed over me.
It had been four days since Angela and our three-year-old son, Dominic, moved in, and I couldn't have been happier with how they were settling in.
Dominic, being so young, had initially found it challenging to adjust to the vastness of our new home.
The unfamiliarity of the surroundings had made him cautious and reserved, clinging to Angela's side as she showed him around, but to my delight, Dominic's transition had been smoother than I had expected.
Angela's nurturing presence had helped him overcome his initial unease.
She had created a warm and loving environment for him, filled with familiar toys and comforting routines.
I watched as Dominic's face lit up with excitement whenever he discovered a new corner to explore or a hidden nook to make his own.
His laughter now filled the once-empty hallways with joy.
I cherished the sound, knowing it meant Dominic was embracing his new surroundings and finding a sense of belonging within these walls.
He had even developed a particular fondness for the backyard, where he would spend hours playing with his toys, his laughter echoing through the air.
I wanted to enroll him in a new nursery, but Angela talked me out of the decision.
Moving here was already a big change for him.
Enroling him into a new nursery would require him to adjust to a new environment again, and she didn’t want Dominic to be confused by so many changes.
I agreed.
As eager as I was to finally have constant access to my son, I couldn’t neglect his comfort as well.
Also, it wasn't just Dominic's adjustment that brought me happiness.
It was the way Angela seamlessly merged into our family, bringing her warmth and love to every corner of our home.
She had transformed the space with her personal touches, adding a touch of her vibrant personality to every room.
The house felt alive, infused with her spirit.
As I thought about the positive changes in our lives, I couldn't help but remember how my stepmother and my older sister, Caterina, were adjusting to the new dynamic.
They were already familiar with Angela, so it wasn’t a difficult change for them to get used to.
I supposed what they needed to get used to was the fact that I had a son, although Caterina had informed me that she had already been aware.
My mother, on the other hand, had been quite surprised when I had informed her about her being a grandmother already.
She had been stunned at first before smiling with glee before it later became melancholic.
I didn’t even need to ask for the reason behind the change in her mood.
