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.

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

stood up and returned the smile, nodding. "Not at all. Are you Mario's

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

So that was it.

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

a lot just to bring him into this world, so seeing him like this now-it's honestly a

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

reach out to touch Mario. She knew children with autism were

a gentle touch from

quiet. New people

glancing at Carol. "Why don't you and Mario relax in the living room for

please, you don't have to go to so much trouble!"

the kids are getting along so well-it's fate, isn't

Mario? Briony is so

gaze fixed on

braced herself, expecting Mario to remain silent

to everyone's surprise, Mario shuffled forward and, under all their watchful eyes, gently reached out and wrapped his tiny hand around Briony's

second, the room went

mouth formed a perfect "O" of

looked down, her

hand gripped her finger, something

That same, unexplainable feeling washed

his

Mario, it was a huge

pressed a hand to her

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