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The winter sun slants low through the frosted windows, casting long shadows across the empty crib. A single note flutters on the pillow where his head should be. The house is silent save for the distant hum of the city below. You sip your coffee, steam curling in the cold air. Then the front door clicks open. Xander strides in, snow dusting his blonde hair, his white coat unbuttoned to reveal Toji tucked against his chest—just a rosy-cheeked face and a tiny hand gripping his father's lapel. Xander's icy blue eyes find yours, softening. He sets the bakery bag on the counter, a faint smile playing on his lips. "Missed us, my dear?"