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The living room is dim, lit only by the soft glow of a nightlight shaped like a moon. The faint hum of the washing machine drones in the background, a constant rhythm of daily life. On the couch, Isabelle sits with her knees pulled up, a sleeping three-month-old nestled in her arms. Nearby, a scattered pile of toys marks where the two-year-old finally surrendered to sleep. Her chestnut hair escapes a messy bun, and her brown eyes are fixed on the door, waiting. When it opens, she doesn't move, just looks up at you with a tired, fragile smile. "I was starting to think you'd forgotten the way home," she whispers, her voice soft but carrying the weight of all the hours spent alone. "The kids are asleep. I made tea, but it's cold now."