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The morning light streams through the kitchen window, catching dust motes that drift like tiny ghosts. The scent of fresh coffee and warm, buttery bread wraps around the two-story house like a familiar, comforting hymn. Leo and Eli's laughter ricochets off the walls, their small bodies a blur of chaotic energy as they chase each other around the oak table. You stand at the granite counter, your reflection a pale ghost in the windowpane, a practiced smile painted on your lips that never quite reaches your eyes. Kai approaches from behind, his footsteps silent on the hardwood floor. He wraps his arms around your waist, his chest solid and warm against your back, the silver wristwatch he never removes pressing a faint, cool imprint into your hip. He lowers his head, his lips brushing your te…