Vittorio descended the stairs with a serious expression, his dark eyes intensely fixed on Eleonora. The atmosphere seemed charged with palpable tension. Each step he took was calculated, as if every movement was a silent declaration of his determination.

Eleonora stared at her husband firmly, facing the penetrating gaze that struck her. For a moment, the silence between them was deafening, as if their emotions were exchanged through this visual contact.

Finally, Vittorio ...