little angel

Marco immediately tried to contact his home phone number while sitting beside his still critically ill father. Despite the challenging situation, Marco attempted to maintain composure, knowing that many people depended on him: thousands of employees in his company, his father, his mother, and Letta along with their unborn child. All these responsibilities pressured Marco to resolve everything quickly to prevent any adverse consequences. He pondered until the call connected, and he inquired about his wife's whereabouts.

"Where is Letta?" Marco asked as the phone connection was established. No response on the other end left Marco staring at his phone screen.

"Hello, Desi, can you hear me?" Marco questioned again, encountering only silence.

"I miss you." In that moment, Marco felt his heart racing, warmth flooding his chest just from hearing the soft, faint voice on the other side.

"Are you okay there?" Letta asked, stirring emotions in Marco that he couldn't contain. Marco thought he co