Chapter 75 Back To The Homeland

• The days flew by in the blink of an eye, while anxiety grew inside me. Returning to Italy after these months brings me a sense of euphoria, but I also can't ignore the apprehension of what is to come.
• With a mix of emotions forming for the imminent trip, I walk through the apartment, letting my fingers trace the contours of the furniture covered with white sheets. Memories flood my mind as I pass by the crib that once held my precious baby, now empty and silent. The walls seem to echo with the laughter and cries of our little one during his first weeks of life.
• "Can we go, principessa?" Matteo's voice echoes through the room, bringing me back to reality.