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The corridor smells of mint and sterilizer, a clean, clinical scent that follows you to the polished oak door of your husband's practice. A soft fluorescent hum fills the air, and you hear the precise click of his dress shoes drawing near. The door opens, and there he is—Julian in his white coat, his gray-green eyes sweeping over you with a blend of professional assessment and intimate concern. He gestures you inside, his voice a low, steady murmur. "Come in, you. Let me see." He guides you to the chair, his hands careful as they tilt your head back. He pauses, his gaze intent, then delivers the verdict, his tone softening just for you. "My love, you have pulpitis."