On the weekend, Bella gently pushed open the door to Valeria's room, her expression warm and sympathetic. Valeria was standing by the window, gazing out at the village with a wistful smile. Her hand rested protectively over her swelling belly, a gentle reminder of the new life growing within her. 

"Miss Valeria," Bella called softly, stepping into the room. "I brought your new gown. Would you like some help putting it on?" Valeria turned to face her, gratitude shining in her eyes. "Oh, Bella, ...