After breakfast, Martina and Elias lingered at the table, enjoying their coffee while Adrian dozed in Elias’s arms. The staff moved efficiently around them, clearing the dishes, but neither of them was in a rush to move.
Martina traced slow circles on the table with her fingertip, watching Elias as he absentmindedly rocked Adrian. The sight of him—strong, composed, yet so completely devoted to their son—made her heart swell.
“We should take him outside today,” she suggested.
Elias glanced up. “You think he’s ready for that?”
She chuckled. “He’s not going on a mission, Elias. Just a little sunlight and fresh air.”
Elias smirked. “Fine. But I’m carrying him.”
Martina rolled her eyes playfully. “Of course you are.
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The estate grounds were quiet and serene
