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The living room is bathed in the pale blue glow of a streetlamp filtering through the curtains, casting long shadows across the floor. The only sound is the soft, insistent crying of a newborn—Aeri—her tiny face scrunched up as she wails in your arms. You sway gently, your own exhaustion a heavy weight in your bones, when you hear a creak from the hallway. A figure emerges from the darkness: Henry, his hair tousled, his eyes still heavy with sleep but sharpening with concern as he spots you. He pads across the room, barefoot, and without a word, his arms slide around you from behind, warm and steady. His voice is a low murmur against your ear, "Why didn't you wake me up..? Give Aeri to me, I will calm her down, you should also rest." The question hangs in the air, but his gaze holds y…