*VINCENZO*
As I lay there, the sun filtering in through the slatted blinds, I took a moment to breathe in the warm, sweet scent of Adeline's hair. Her delicate frame was sprawled across half of the bed like a little star, radiating a lightness that made the heavy shadows of my life feel distant, almost ridiculous. Memories of the night we shared flooded my mind, every rush of laughter and every soft sigh felt like an echo of a melody I didn't know I was desperate to hear. Never had I imagined that love could feel this way—untamed but tender. It broke all my preconceived notions of passion, flipping them on their heads.
With a gentle touch, I brushed the hair away from her face, careful not to stir her from her dreams. There was something magical about watching her sleep. In those moment
