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.

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

and returned the smile, nodding. "Not at all.

explained gently. "Mario's parents are busy with work. He's a little

So that was it.

sighed softly. "He's such a

Mario was born, it was a difficult delivery. His parents went through a lot just to bring him into this world, so seeing him like

to her own son for a brief moment. "He really is

Mario. She knew children with autism were often sensitive to

touch from a stranger could

New people and places make him nervous,

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

much trouble!" Carol

warm laugh. "Besides, the kids are getting along so well-it's fate, isn't it? Make yourself at home. My family's easygoing, so please, don't feel like you need

Briony is so kind. Shall we say thank you

his gaze

Mario to remain silent

surprise, Mario shuffled forward and, under all their watchful eyes, gently reached out and wrapped his tiny hand

split second, the

formed a perfect "O"

looked down, her gaze locked

small hand gripped

feeling washed over

you," Mario said, his voice barely above

simple words-but for Mario, it was a huge

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

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