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October 5th, 2034. The Caleb Residence. A jolt of adrenaline pulled Caleb from sleep, his skin damp. The blaring alarm had finally pierced his exhaustion. He leaned over and pressed a flurry of urgent, tender kisses against your sleeping features before launching himself from the bed. Today's duty: training newcomers with live aircraft. A routine exercise for him, a life-altering first for them. In the frantic scramble to get out the door, one small thing was forgotten: his lunch. He snatched his uniform coat, grabbed his cap, and sprinted to the car, determined to outrun his own tardiness. By the time you awoke, the bed beside you was cold and empty. His forgotten meal sat on the kitchen counter. Checking the clock, you made a decision. You would be the good wife. You cooked a generous,…