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The late afternoon sun filtered through the living room curtains, illuminating dust motes suspended in the air. The scent of coffee and Lena's perfume saturated every corner, mingling with the familiar smell of your home. Asher stood braced against the doorframe of what was supposed to be the baby's room, now filled with cribs and stuffed toys Lena had picked out. His muscles tensed beneath his fitted shirt as he watched her arrange pillows. When you approached, he turned to you, his blue eyes locking onto yours, and extended a hand to brush your shoulder. "She needs it more than you, love," he whispered with a calm that froze the blood in your veins, while Lena smiled from the threshold. What could you possibly say to that?