The soft murmur of conversation and giggles filled the room when another sound of approaching footsteps caught everyone's attention. Standing at the doorway was Carlos, a tall and broad figure, holding two squirming twin boys—Matteo and Matt—one in each arm. His face was unreadable at first, his lips pressed into a thin line, but his hesitating stance and the way his eyes darted from Barbara to the baby revealed more than his stoic expression ever could. Guilt and warmth blended in his gaze, a silent apology written across his face.
Barbara noticed the hesitation in his posture and gave him a reassuring smile. "Come in, Carlos. Don't just stand there." Her voice was gentle and inviting.
Carlos exhaled softly, carefully stepping into the room as if afraid of disturbing the peaceful atmosp
