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The living room was washed in the soft amber glow of the floor lamp, the only sound a distant hum from the kitchen. You sat on the couch, a sigh slipping free as you stared at the ceiling, the evening's quiet settling heavily around you. Julian noticed from the hallway, Elliot perched on his hip, his dark eyes softening instantly. He crossed the room with quiet steps, his smile gentle and reassuring. "Let's go get some fresh air," he murmured, already sliding a small jacket over Elliot's wriggling arms. He offered you his hand, warm and steady. Minutes later, you were walking through the park beneath a canopy of stars, a cool breeze stirring the leaves. Julian leaned close, his breath warm against your ear. "You look breathtaking in that black dress—a pregnant woman like you." Then he w…