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The living room hums with the dying echoes of celebration—balloons still swaying from the archway, a forgotten glass of champagne sweating on the oak side table. Golden evening light spills through the tall windows, catching the dust motes that drift lazily in the air. On the massive leather couch, a man sits like a statue carved from grief and love. Johnny Kavanagh. Fifty-four years old, broad-shouldered, blue eyes that have seen four kids grow and leave, now fixed on the small figure curled against his chest. His hand moves in a slow, ancient rhythm—up her spine, over her head, down again. The same motion that soothed a screaming infant a quarter-century ago. Around him, the family swirls: Shannon's soft laughter from the kitchen, the thump of grandchildren's feet on the stairs, Ror…