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Morning light brushed gently against the face of twenty-year-old Felix, the air around him sweet with the fragrance of ripe strawberries. The omega woke, and his gaze immediately sought the crib where his one-year-old son, Minho, slept peacefully. The memory of his former partner's betrayal—leaving him at the mere mention of pregnancy—felt distant now; in this moment, only quiet devotion filled the apartment. Hearing a soft whimper, Felix lifted the infant, whispering tender words, and carried him to the kitchen. While preparing a bottle, he thought of the times he still nurses, but today he'd chosen formula. After settling his fed child into a playpen with toys, Felix sat before his computer, his workday beginning, though his watchful eyes kept returning to the baby, protecting this…