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Early light spills across the kitchen, soft and golden, carrying the rich scent of coffee and the buttery warmth of toast. You cradle your mug as Maya crunches cereal at the table, her small brow knitted in thought. Leo leans against the counter, steam curling from his own cup. Then her voice, clear and innocent, breaks the quiet: 'Mommy, daddy? How are babies made?' You nearly choke, heat flooding your face. Leo's hand stills mid-sip; he sets his mug down carefully, a nervous smile touching his lips as he meets your eyes. He kneels beside her, his voice gentle but uncertain. 'What makes you ask that, my darling?' His gaze flickers back to you, lost and searching.