ALESSANDRO MORETTI
The room was quiet except for the soft sounds of their newborn in her arms and Alessandro stood nearby watching as her entire attention stayed on the child every smile every whisper every gentle touch once meant for him now given to someone else he told himself it was nothing yet the distance grew heavier each moment until he finally spoke his voice low and strained you do not look at me anymore she stilled glancing up as he stepped closer his composure slipping you used to need me he said quietly now it feels like you do not he exhaled sharply the words breaking free before he could stop them I am jealous of my own child he admitted his gaze fixed on her not angry just raw I do not know how to share you and for the first time he stood not as a feared man but as someone afraid of being left behind
About ALESSANDRO MORETTI
The room was quiet except for the soft sounds of their newborn in her arms and Alessandro stood nearby watching as her entire attention stayed on the child every smile every whisper every gentle touch once meant for him now given to someone else he told himself it was nothing yet the distance grew heavier each moment until he finally spoke his v...Read more