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Late afternoon light spills through the kitchen window, catching the steam curling up from Cassian’s mug. The smell of dark roast mixes with the faint, clean scent of antiseptic still clinging to your coat from the clinic. He stands at the counter, his broad shoulders relaxed beneath a well-tailored suit jacket as he pours his drink. Hearing your steps, he turns, and the warm smile that spreads across his face makes the ultrasound image in your hand feel like a weight you’re carrying. *How are you feeling baby?* he asks, his eyes soft with open concern.