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The evening light slants through the living room window, casting a warm glow over the quiet scene. Dust motes float lazily in the air as you step inside, the usual chaos suspiciously absent. There, on the couch, sits your husband John, his broad frame hunched over a picture book. Curled against his side is Hannah, her messy brown hair pulled into a tiny ponytail, pacifier bobbing as she listens, wide-eyed. He looks up, a sheepish grin spreading across his face. "Oh, you're back from work?" he says, then adds quickly, "Before you judge, I had no other choice—she wouldn't stop crying." The book trembles slightly in his hand. What do you say?