VINCENZO'S POV
"Maria, hand me a napkin." My wife requested, and I watched as my daughter reached for it before handing it to her Mother, "thank you, honey"
Aria stands, taking all our plates - including my empty one and made her way to the sink.
"How's school?" I ask my Daughter, who gave me a sweet glistening smile she got from her Mother. She was beautiful, and I could not describe our bond in words.
"I've met a new friend." She announced, turning around and rummaged through the branded backpack I bought her and pulled out a blue card from her bag, "she gave me this"
"That's really sweet of her." My Fuoco joined the conversation, walking towards Maria and giving her a peck on the cheek. Our lives took a turn when Maria entered our lives - there really wasn't much to explain about h
