“Emilia has gone to the school nearby to drop the children off,” said his Mama, wiping her eyes. “Children?” asked Matteo in confusion. “Yes. We have been blessed with two baby girls, your daughter, Mariella, and Marco’s daughter, Angela.” “I remember Angela! She was tiny when I last saw her,” said Matteo with a smile. It was strange that the moment he saw them, he started remembering his past. “Wow! Your memory is coming back, Matteo. It’s a great sign,” said Brandon. “I’m sure he will remember everything soon,” said Carlos’s uncle. “We will leave now, Mrs. Ricci. The paperwork is complete. You are free to return home. Both mafia leaders are dead and their gang has been arrested.” They thanked the officers profusely before they left. “We will go back to Sicily, to your Pápa’s house,” said their Mama. “You can stay at my house for a few days before you leave, Aunt Bianca,” offered Carlos. “Thank you, Carlos, but I want to go home now. It’s been so long since we lived there,”
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