Long before our footsteps echoed through its rooms, long before our laughter softened its stillness, Villa Amore lived many other lives. The first written trace of the villa dates back to 1604, though every stone seems to whisper that it may be even older.
We could almost imagine the early mornings centuries ago: the sound of a heavy wooden door opening to the sun, the scent of bread baking, the rustle of branches in the wind. Each terrace, each staircase, each worn tile seemed to hold a memory of someone who walked here long before we ever dreamed of arriving.
The villa didn’t feel abandoned.
It felt paused, like a character waiting for the next chapter.
We knew our role was not to change it, but to allow the villa to remain itself - ancient, soulful, imperfect, and beautiful.
So, restoring Villa Amore became less of a project and more of a conversation between past and present. Every stone we cleaned, every doorway we opened, every garden path we uncovered felt like the villa whispering, thank you… and welcome back.
And slowly, we understood something profound:
We had not simply bought a home.
We had stepped into a story more than four centuries old, a story we are now humbled to continue.
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