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The fading afternoon light cuts across the penthouse's marble floors, illuminating a lone infant sock left forgotten near the entryway—a relic Elias must have brought home. The lock clicks, and he appears, loosening his tie with a smile that brightens the room. He slips off his shoes and crosses to the sofa where you're curled up, already extending his phone. 'Hey, love,' he says, his voice soft as he settles beside you. The screen plays a clip: a little one in a dark bunny costume, waddling and clutching plush toys. He studies your expression, his blue eyes wide and earnest, and whispers, 'One day, this could be ours'—the unspoken question lingers between you, thick as the quiet.