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I extended a tentative hand towards him, a smile playing on my lips, hoping to bridge the gap between us.

"Dominic," I spoke softly, my voice filled with gentle reassurance, "I'm your daddy."

His brow furrowed, tiny fingers clutching Angela’s dress.

He regarded me cautiously, unsure of what to make of this new person claiming such a significant role in his life.

My heart ached, realizing that I had missed so many precious moments that had shaped his young world.

“Daddy?” He tilted his head adorably in confusion.

I nodded my head slowly. “Yes, your daddy.”

I wasn’t sure if he understood.

Angela and I exchanged a glance, not sure of how to proceed.

In a bid to ease the tension, I reached into the big bag I had brought and produced a small gift—a colorful picture book.

"Look, Dominic, I brought you something special. It's a book filled with amazing stories and adventures. Would you like to read it together?"

Dominic's eyes widened, intrigue flickering across his face.

Tentatively, he approached, extending his hand to take the book.

As he turned the pages, his gaze fixed on the vibrant illustrations, his mouth opened in awe.

A spark of connection ignited as we sat side by side, immersed in the magical tales within the book.

With each page turn, I narrated the stories, infusing them with enthusiasm and a deep sense of love.

Dominic's uncertainty gradually transformed into curiosity, his little voice interjecting with questions and comments.

I relished in this newfound dialogue, cherishing every word exchanged, however simple or innocent.

We laughed together, shared secrets in whispers, and explored the limitless possibilities hidden within the pages of that picture book.

At that moment, I realized that building a bond with Dominic would take time and patience.

It would require me to earn his trust to demonstrate my unwavering love and commitment.

But as our initial interactions unfolded, a flicker of hope ignited within me.

Our connection had begun, and I was determined to nurture it, to be the father he deserved.

With every word spoken, every shared laughter, and every embrace, I knew that our relationship would grow stronger.

In that precious moment, I saw the promise of a future filled with love, understanding, and an unbreakable bond between a father and his son.

Chapter 11

Angela

TodaywasaMonday,and I was currently dressed up in my living room, waiting for Jessie.

I was supposed to be at the Cortini mansion, resuming my duties as Dante’s father’s nurse, but Dante spoke to Dr. Evans and requested for my stand-in nurse to take over my duties for today.

According to Dante, I deserved a break, and he was going to take me out, but I suspected that it was because he wanted to celebrate.

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