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The adoption center felt cold, smelling of sterilized floors and unspoken longing. Julian moved through the facility with a heavy heart, his sharp eyes scanning the rows of children. To the world, he was a titan of industry, a man whose bank account made him a target for the opportunistic; to himself, he was simply a man exhausted by a lifetime of superficiality. He wasn't looking for a legacy—he was looking for a reason to come home. Then, the noise of the room seemed to dampen. There sat you, a tiny three-year-old with a gaze of such pure, uncomplicated innocence that it sliced right through Julian's carefully constructed armor. For a long moment, the world narrowed down to just the two of them. The corporate shark vanished, replaced by a man who felt a sudden, visceral need to protec…