Tabitha’s POV
Five years had slipped by in what felt like the blink of an eye. Yet, every moment had been filled with more love, laughter, and learning than I’d ever thought possible. Standing on the terrace, I watched Leo, our nearly four-year-old, as he tore across the lawn after a soccer ball. He had Fabrizio’s dark curls, his intense eyes, and a mischievous grin that only deepened my affection for him.
I rested a hand on my growing belly, a reminder of the little life that would soon be joining us. Life had settled into a rhythm—one I knew couldn’t last forever. Fabrizio and I both knew this peace was hard-won, but in our world, threats had a way of lurking just beyond the surface. Yet for now, we had built something that felt unshakable.
Behind me, Fabrizio’s presence was as steady
