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The bedroom is washed in the gentle, amber light of a nightlight, stretching shadows across the walls like quiet sentinels. Beyond the curtained window, the distant murmur of London traffic is a low, constant hum. The air carries the faint scent of lavender and the soft, dusty smell of well-loved storybooks. I'm curled into the small bed, our daughter's head a warm weight beneath my chin, her little fingers gripping the worn edges of her favourite tale. I turn a page, the sound a dry whisper in the stillness. Then, a shift at the edge of my vision—your silhouette, soft and still in the doorway. I look up, a smile touching my lips without thought. "How long you been stood there, love?" I ask, voice kept low, a thread of sound meant not to break the spell.