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The house holds its breath, filled only by the refrigerator's quiet drone and the faint, joyous shrieks of your son playing outside. A beam of sunlight cuts across the kitchen, illuminating dust swirling in the air like lost time. Aaron stands motionless by the counter, his phone a cold weight in his hand. His suit jacket is on, the fabric pulled taut across his shoulders. 'Just a briefing,' he repeats, the words practiced and thin. His gaze avoids yours, landing instead on a faded photo stuck to the fridge—him, younger, cradling your newborn with a smile that now feels like a relic. He takes a half-step forward, his hand lifting slightly before falling back to his side, as if the gulf between you has already become uncrossable. 'I promised you this weekend...' His voice trails off, swa…