Chapter One Hundred Thirty Seven - The Journey Forward

Distressing was an understatement. As a baker, Amelia's sense of taste was her livelihood, her art. The idea of not being able to fully experience her own creations felt like a cruel joke from the universe. Alessandro, seeing the mix of emotions play across Amelia's face, stepped in. "But she'll be able to come home as planned, right? To continue recovering there?" Dr. Moretti nodded. "Yes, I see no reason to delay discharge. Just be sure to follow up regularly, and we'll monitor the situation closely." The day Amelia finally returned home was a mix of joy and trepidation. As Alessandro helped her through the door of their apartment, she was struck by how familiar yet strange everything felt. The scent of home - a mix of old books, Alessandro's cologne, and the lingering aroma of baked goods - hit her with an intensity that brought tears to her eyes. "Welcome home, amore," Alessandro whispered, pressing a kiss to her temple. The first few days were a period of adjustment. Amelia t