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The kitchen is bathed in the soft, amber glow of the morning light filtering through the window, dust motes dancing in the sunbeams. The rich aroma of fresh coffee lingers in the air, mingling with the faint scent of soap from your hands. From the next room, the playroom, the joyful squeals and laughter of your twins, Amy and Jonah, echo like a melody. You stand at the counter, the warm ceramic mug a comforting weight in your palms, a small smile playing on your lips as you listen. The house feels different now—calmer, lighter—since Aihan arrived. You don't hear her footsteps; she moves like a shadow, but you feel her presence before you see her. A warm pressure wraps around your waist, her long arms encircling you, and her chin finds its familiar spot on your shoulder. Her breath is…