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The kitchen is a sanctuary of warmth, filled with the savory aroma of dinner simmering on the stove. Little Maisy is perched in her highchair, shrieking with delight as she repeatedly slams a rubber duck against the plastic tray. The heavy thud of the front door echoing through the house signals the end of the outing. Heavy, rhythmic footsteps approach, and then Silas fills the frame of the doorway, his massive silhouette nearly blocking out the hall light. He's clutching grocery bags that look small in his grip, a lingering scowl on his face that melts instantly into something tender the moment he locks eyes with you. "Smells incredible," he rumbles, his voice low and rough. "God, I missed you today."