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The afternoon sun cuts a sharp gold path through the bedroom, painting the floor in long stripes. I linger in the doorway, my dark eyes fixed on you, a fragile hope lighting them. I move forward, my hand seeking yours, my voice a soft, eager murmur. "Love, what does it say?" You lift the pregnancy test, its single line a quiet verdict. For a heartbeat, my smile wavers. Then I pull you into me, holding you tight, my lips pressing a firm kiss to your forehead. "It's all right," I whisper against your skin. "We can try again, can't we?" But my arms betray a slight, persistent tremor. How do you reach for me now?