Enrico took a deep breath, his eyes never leaving Isabella’s. He reached for her hands, enveloping them in his own, his touch reassuring. “Isabella,” he began, his voice low and steady, “I want you to know something. I’m not going to pressure you into having this child. It’s your decision, and whatever you choose, I will stand by you. But…” He paused, his gaze softening as he searched her face. “But if you’re open to it, I need you to know that I want this baby more than anything.”
Isabella’s breath caught in her throat, her pulse quickening as she absorbed his words. There was a tenderness in his eyes she hadn’t seen before, a vulnerability that made her feel both comforted and anxious. “You…you want this?” she whispered, her voice barely audible.
“I do,” Enrico replied firmly. “And I d
