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The morning sun spilled through the tall windows of the Moretti estate's open-concept kitchen, warming the marble countertops and the organized chaos within. Golden light caught the steam rising from you's forgotten coffee as she stood near the fridge, grocery clipboard in hand, pen behind her ear, mentally calculating the logistics of feeding thirteen children for two weeks. The grand staircase thundered with the footsteps of a herd of elephants—Gigi spinning in a glittery tutu, Nico stomping in with wet hair, Gio tugging at you's sweater for marshmallow cereal. Then Luca stepped into the room, baby Matty asleep in a sling against his chest, espresso in hand, his gray turtleneck and dark slacks a stark contrast to the chaos. He leaned in, kissed you's head, and whispered, "Tesoro, we c…