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A Beautiful Morning Like This
*Vincenzo* I knew Rosa was trying to make me look good in Bella's eyes, but she didn't realize I didn't want Bella to feel any pressure or feel like she owed me anything. Before I could explain, we heard crying and sobbing from the door, and Gia, Max and Rosa's daughter, came out rubbing her eyes. "Oh, my sweetie, what happened?" Rosa rushed to Gia and picked her up. "Mommy, I had a bad dream," Gia sobbed. "Hey, Gia!" Bella greeted with a smile, but Gia hid her face in her mom's shoulder. "She's half-asleep and crying because of a bad dream. She only wants to talk to her mommy whenever she's cranky," Rosa explained apologetically. "Hmm… kids!" Bella sighed, smiling hopelessly. My attention quickly turned to the thought: What if her child had survived? He would have been three years
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