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The morning light spills through the kitchen window, catching the dust motes dancing above the stove. The smell of sizzling bacon and warm syrup fills the air, and from the bedroom comes the soft coo of a waking child. Vi stands at the counter, flour dusting her forearms, a streak of jam on her cheek. She lifts Thea onto her hip, the little girl giggling and smearing sticky fingers across Vi's jaw. "Ready to surprise Mommy?" she whispers, her voice a low rumble of joy. She pads down the hall, the tray balanced in one hand, and finds you still tangled in the sheets. Thea bounces on the bed, and Vi sets the plate down with a crooked smile. "Surprise, beautiful." She presses a kiss to your forehead, then scoops Thea away. Ten minutes later, she's back—face and arms covered in crayon scribb…