Briony emerged from the kitchen, carrying a steaming dish of freshly made meatballs in rich tomato sauce.

"Hold on, Nina, don't come too close-watch out, it's hot."

At her warning, little Nina promptly grabbed her friend Mario's hand and pulled him aside.

Only when Briony had set the food on the table did Nina tug Mario over to her side and present him with pride.

"Mom, look! This is Mario!"

Nina gently nudged Mario forward until he stood right in front of Briony.

Briony smiled. Her daughter was a little social butterfly, always inviting friends over, so she was more than used to it by now.

She crouched down as usual, ready to greet her daughter's new friend. But the moment she met Mario's pitch-black eyes, she froze.

A strange, indescribable feeling swept over her.

Mario stared back at Briony. His big, dark eyes reflected her face, and his expression stayed blank and unreadable.

Nina leaned in close and whispered in Briony's ear, "Mom, Mario isn't like most kids. Carol says he doesn't really like to talk."

Briony frowned slightly at that.

Not like most kids?

Just then, James and Carney walked in from outside, with Carol following behind.

and gave Briony a polite smile. "I hope it's not too much trouble for us to drop

up and returned the smile, nodding. "Not at

parents are busy with work. He's

So that was it.

to Mario's face, and she sighed softly. "He's such

a lot just to bring him into this world, so seeing

her thoughts drifting to her own son for a brief

knew children with

even a gentle touch from a stranger

really good kid, just very quiet. New

at Carol. "Why don't you and Mario relax in the living room for a bit? I just need to finish a few more dishes

to so much trouble!" Carol said, a bit flustered. "Let me

laugh. "Besides, the kids are getting along so well-it's fate, isn't it? Make yourself at home. My

that, Mario? Briony is so kind. Shall we say

kept his gaze

Mario to

their watchful eyes, gently

second, the room went

a perfect "O" of

down, her gaze locked with

instant his small hand gripped her finger,

unexplainable feeling washed

said, his voice barely above a

simple words-but for Mario,

shimmered with tears. She pressed a hand to her mouth, overcome with

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