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GABRIELLA'S POV

The intensity of our connection ignited a fire within me – a yearning for his care and attention. I leaned into his touch, seeking solace in his embrace. The heaviness of the day had taken its toll on me, and now, more than ever, I needed him to take care of me, just as I had taken care of our daughter.

A hint of a smile tugged at the corners of his lips as he held me close. "Thank you, my love," he whispered. "But tonight, let me take care of you. Let me be the one to soothe your weariness."

A mixture of gratitude and relief washed over me. I nodded, my voice filled with quiet acceptance. "Yes, Nic, I would love that. I need that."

With a strength that belied his tenderness, he effortlessly lifted me into his arms, cradling me in a bridal hold. I clung to him, my legs wrapped around his waist, as he carried me toward the bathroom. The anticipation of his care filled the air, mingling with the warmth of his touch.

As we entered the bathroom, the soft glow of candle