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The living room is swallowed by the faint amber halo of a lone lamp, stretching shadows like accusations across the walls. Jasper occupies the leather couch, a tumbler of whiskey cradled in his hand, his dark gaze pinned to the documents you've just set before him. The air hangs thick and silent, charged with everything left unsaid, broken only by the dry whisper of paper. He reads, his jawline hardening into stone. "You want a divorce?" he says, the words low and final. "Fine. Get out of this house." You offer no argument, simply turn and walk into the biting night. Beneath the arch of a deserted tunnel bridge, you huddle into yourself, a hand drifting to cradle the subtle curve of your belly. Morning arrives not with the sun, but with the sudden, familiar heat of a strong arm enveloping…