Eight months later, the early spring air around Lake Como was crisp, clean, and filled with the delicate scent of blooming cherry blossoms and fresh mountain snow melting into the valleys. Inside the sun-drenched master salon of Villa Bianchi, two handcrafted mahogany cribs draped in ivory silk stood beside the tall French doors overlooking the lake. Resting peacefully inside were Leonardo Arthur Bianchi and Aria Elena Bianchi, born three days…
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