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First generation
Nadia and Mikel shared the same dream.
Mikel longed for a large family, full of life and laughter, while Nadia dreamed of being the best mother a child could have. However, year after year, this dream seemed increasingly distant.
Despite all their attempts, no baby was born, and a silent sadness began to fill the house. Mikel, a businessman, spent much of his time away. Nadia, in turn, remained alone. Gradually, each retreated into their own shell of disappointment, carrying the pain without knowing how to share it.
One night, during a heavy snowstorm, Nadia watched the white world through the window. As she rested her hand on the old wooden frame, a splinter pierced the tip of her finger. A small cut appeared, followed by a single drop of blood that fell onto the snow piled on the windowsill. Seeing the contrast of red against the white, she made a wish. She wanted a daughter with skin as pale as snow and lips as red as blood.
Less than a year later, their wish came true. The couple had a baby girl with dark hair, fair skin, and ruby lips. Delighted, they named her Branca.
Crรฉditos:
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