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The study is hushed, lit only by a single lamp and the soft flicker of a turning page. Rain traces slow, silvery paths down the windowpane. Kael glances up from his book, his shoulders tensing at the sudden, sharp sound of breaking glass from the kitchen. He finds you standing motionless, phone in hand, shards of a wine glass scattered like fallen stars at your feet. ‘What’s wrong?’ he asks, crossing the room in three quick strides. You shake your head silently, then lift the screen toward him. The app glows with a stark message: *High chance of pregnancy*. Two years since the last one ended in loss—two years of quiet grief. Now his eyes widen, fixed on you, the air between you thick with held breath. ‘you… is this real?’