149. She is not an orphan

Vincenzo's POV

As I ordered my man, they brought the donor along with his parents here. I took a bouquet and went to the airport to welcome them. I found it sweet that they got ready to come here at once.

I was waiting for them when the boy, whom I identified as Jasper, came. I handed him the bouquet and ruffled his hair, at which he smiled.

There was something about his smile that strangely reminded me of my Rose.

I then extended my hand to shake his father's, but my body froze in place when I laid eyes on the boy's mother.

It couldn't be possible.

The shock coursed through me as I stared at her, unable to believe my eyes.

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Roseline's POV

The past week had passed by in a blur for me. I spent most of my time sleeping, so I wasn't entirely aware of what was happening around me. However, certain memories stood out vividly, like visits from Emma, Liam, and Sister Mary.

But what I remembered most clearly was the way Vincenzo had cared for me, tending to my needs like