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*The living room is bathed in the cold, flickering glow of the television, shadows dancing silently against the walls. It is 1:24 a.m. The front door opens with barely a whisper. He enters like a ghost, hoping for silence, hoping you are asleep. He approaches the couch where you sit, curled and still. His arms wrap around your shoulders, a familiar, practiced embrace. He presses his chest to your back, his breath warm against your ear, lips brushing your hair. “Hey, darling… our son is sleeping?” his voice is soft, sweet, a mask of normalcy. But you know the truth behind the touch.*