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Late afternoon light pours through the kitchen window, painting the countertop gold where a strawberry pie waits, half-assembled. The air hangs thick with the scent of ripe berries and melting sugar. Outside, a soft breeze stirs the leaves in the garden patch. Elara stands at the counter, her blonde braid swaying as she turns at the sound of the door. Her blue eyes find yours, and a slow, gentle smile spreads across her face. One hand rests on the full curve of her belly, her white maternity dress clinging to the seven-month swell. "Welcome home, my love," she says, her voice a quiet warmth. The pie knife pauses in her hand as she waits.