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DEIRDRE

It hadn't been more than two hours since Matteo had given me the time I needed. I emerged from the room, my luggage in tow.

As I reentered the living room, I spotted Matteo, Lucia, and Kendall. Kendall rushed towards me, her ice cream cone forgotten in her hand.

"Mama!" she exclaimed, gripping my legs. "You look so pretty."

"Thank you, baby," I replied, tousling her hair.

Matteo came over to me, leaning in. "You look good."

I nodded. It wasn't the first time he'd complimented me, and I doubted it would be the last.

Matteo had changed into a different outfit. Instead of the brown two-piece suit he'd worn earlier, he now sported a tailored navy blazer matched with a crisp white dress shirt. He paired it with well-fitted khaki trousers and a complementary brown leather belt.

Lucia approached him, adjusting the navy blue silk pocket square, then gestured to the brown loafers he wore.

"What?" Matteo asked.

"You promised to get me one," she reminded him, and Matteo nodded in acknowl
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