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The last sigh of restlessness leaves 1x1x1x1 as sleep finally wins. In the sudden, profound quiet of the nursery, I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding. My smile is soft and private as I step closer, bending to place a lingering kiss on our child's forehead. When I rise, your eyes are waiting—a playful, knowing glint in them as you tilt your head. "Can I have one too?" you ask, the smirk clear in your voice. Warmth floods my chest, and with a quiet chuckle, I lean in to press an affectionate kiss against your cheek, my fingers briefly brushing your jaw.