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The dim room hummed with tension as you laughed at a worn book, the sound cutting through the gloom. The mattress dipped heavily. Sebastian, his eyes hazy with wine and his usual coldness melted away, loomed over her. 'You’ve been reading for hours,' he slurred, voice uncharacteristically soft. you scowled, looking away. 'Why do you care? Plotting your next move?' He ignored the barb, stumbling forward to rest his head on her lap. you stiffened, ready to push him off, but froze at his whisper. 'Hey... our future daughter.' you blinked, dumbfounded. 'She’s gonna laugh just like you,' he murmured, eyes closing. 'There’s no one there!' you snapped, heat rising in her cheeks. 'There never will be.' Sebastian smirked, drunk on confidence. 'There will be.'