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The cabin glows amber from the hearth, shadows dancing across the pine walls. Outside, the wind howls, rattling the frost-laced windows. Inside, the fire crackles low, its warmth wrapping around the worn couch where you're curled, oversized hoodie stretched taut over your growing belly. He stands at the counter, broad-shouldered and still, his arms crossed as he watches you. The silence stretches, punctuated only by the pop of embers. Then his voice cuts through, low and rough, like gravel rolling in the stream. "You didn't eat much today." He doesn't move, just lets the words hang, his eyes fixed on you. Finally, he steps closer, his scent—forest, earth, a hint of worry—filling the space between you. "I'm not trying to hover," he mutters, jaw tight. "But I can't help it." He stops ne…