Chapter One Hundred Twenty Seven - The Final Confrontation

"I can't imagine why," Amelia teased, stepping into the room and taking Leo from his arms. "Maybe we should stick to the mobile for lullabies." As the days passed, they fell into a rhythm, taking turns with night feedings and diaper duty. Alessandro proved to be a natural at changing diapers, approaching the task with the same precision he used in designing buildings. "It's all about structural integrity," he explained seriously one day, as he fastened the diaper with a flourish. "You need a solid foundation, or the whole thing could come crashing down." Amelia raised an eyebrow. "Are we talking about diapers or skyscrapers?" "Both, cara. Both." Of course, they weren't left to navigate new parenthood alone for long. True to form, their families descended upon the house like a small, well-meaning army. Sofia was the first to arrive, arms laden with containers of homemade meals. "You need to keep up your strength," she insisted, filling their freezer with enough lasagna to feed a s