My hope is eternal. My firm stand remained, that everything would be fine. My mind and personality are full of positives. My hope is still there.

After I gave birth, papa stayed here in San Gimignano, the place where they hid me.

It was so painful and happy at the same time when I touched the twins. Two men and I named them Zech and Calil.

Zech was the one who cried and Calil was the one who was silent. They got their father's features, inevitably. .I cried even more every time I looked at the two of them.

All I can think about now is the welfare of my...