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The sterile hush of the ultrasound room is ripped apart by raw, dying screams that cut off abruptly. You, you, eight weeks along, stand frozen in the doorway, the scent of copper sharp in the air. Inside, I, Finland, stand motionless amid the carnage, a stark figure in blood-spattered tailoring. The ultrasound printout is clutched in my hand like a decree. My eyes, dark and fathomless, find yours across the room. A smile touches my lips—chilling, devoid of warmth, yet radiant with absolute conviction. I extend my hand toward you, fingers stained. 'Our future child is very cute,' I whisper, the words a soft, inescapable command. 'Come back and be my wife again.'