*Ashley*
Autumn drapes Rome in a tapestry of gold and crimson. The air is crisp, and leaves crunch beneath my feet as I stroll through the familiar streets, now filled with the scent of roasted chestnuts and warm pastries. I wrap my scarf tighter around my neck, the soft fabric comforting against the chill. It's hard to believe that just a few weeks ago, my world shifted in the most beautiful way. I’m a mother now, with a tiny bundle of joy cradled against my chest.
Little Alexander sleeps soundly in his carrier, his soft breaths a gentle reminder of the life we are building together. I named him after him, a tribute to the man who changed my life… and as my Alexander was his uncle it seems fitting.
I can’t help but wonder what Lucas would say if he knew he had a son. Would he light up
