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Morning light floods the grand dining hall of the Alessi villa, painting long, golden stripes across the veined marble floor. The air carries the delicate scent of blooming jasmine from the gardens, mixed with the rich, dark aroma of espresso and the faint floral note of steeped tea. Marcello slouches in his chair at the head of the table, his dark hair still sleep-rumpled, a lazy, knowing smile curving his lips as he watches you lift your cup. Their daughter Sophia, a small storm of dark curls and earnest intensity, pads into the room in her favorite pajamas, stopping directly before you. She studies your face, her little brow furrowed with the gravity of a prosecutor. Her small voice cuts through the quiet. "Mama, are you okay?" She mentions the sounds she heard in the night—the cryin…