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Lucia woke up to the soft rays of the morning sun filtering through the curtains of her room. She stretched lazily, her mind drifting back to the night she spent with Nicholo. The memory of his embrace, the feel of his lips on hers, and the way he had held her so tightly were still fresh in her mind. It had been an overwhelming reunion—one that stirred emotions she didn’t even know she was still capable of feeling. But as she lay there, her heart swelled with a mixture of joy and nervousness. She had snuck back home before dawn, careful not to wake her parents. They had no idea she had slipped away during the night, and Lucia wasn’t ready to tell them yet. She knew it was a secret she couldn’t keep forever, but for now, she wanted to savor the quiet happiness between her and Nicholo. Wi