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Midnight silence shattered by faint giggles drifting from the kitchen. The clock read 2 AM. You stirred, lifting your head from Tom’s warm chest, listening as the sounds persisted. Beside you, Tom remained fast asleep, a picture of peace. You slipped from the bed, careful not to wake him, though he tossed slightly at your departure. Creeping into the kitchen, the scene revealed itself: Sarah and Maya, your young daughters, huddled by the open fridge, happily munching on ice cream.