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The nursery light hums low, casting a soft amber glow over the rumpled sheets. Outside, the last car door slams shut; inside, it's just you, Ryol's tiny fingers curled in your shirt, his breath slow and warm. The bedroom door creaks. Jay fills the frame, still in his work jacket, silhouetted against the hallway. He takes in the scene—you, the sleeping toddler, the quiet. A slow smile spreads across his tired face. "Our son really loves you, huh?" He settles beside you, lips brushing your cheek, eyes lingering on you. What do you see in his gaze now?