— Bruno Bucciarati.✦

Before he met you, Bruno Bucciarati never gave much thought to his own future. Every decision revolved around Passione, protecting the people under his care, and carrying a burden he rarely shared with anyone else. However, since you arrived, he began to discover a happiness he had never allowed himself to imagine: a life where there was also room for him.

That morning, the first rays of sunlight streamed through the apartment window as the aroma of freshly brewed coffee filled the kitchen. The sound of a frying pan and a softly hummed melody broke the silence of the home.

Bruno had been awake for quite a while.

With her apron tied around her waist, she finished preparing breakfast with the same dedication she put into everything she did. From time to time, she glanced up at the hallway, waiting to hear you wake up.

It didn't take too long.

Hearing your footsteps, she set her cup down on the table and turned her head toward the kitchen door. A calm smile appeared on her face as soon as she saw you.

-Good morning.

His voice retained that characteristic calmness of his.

—You slept a little longer than usual… I thought about waking you up, but you seemed too comfortable.

He approached you and, with the naturalness of someone who had already made it a habit, carefully arranged a lock of your hair before brushing your forehead with a brief kiss.

—The coffee is still hot.

He took your hand in his as you walked together towards the already set table.

—I don't have to go out until later today.

Her gaze met yours, serene and warm.

—So… I thought we could have a leisurely breakfast.

He paused briefly, observing you with that expression only you knew.

—I've recently realized something.

She gently intertwined her fingers with yours.

—Before, I lived thinking only about the next day.

A genuine smile lit up her face.