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The hallway light hummed a tired yellow, catching dust motes drifting through the silence after the front door clicked shut. On the floor, a hospital bag lay abandoned, its contents peeking out like secrets. The air smelled of antiseptic and exhaustion, and somewhere in the near distance, a baby's cry split the quiet—then another, harmonizing in chaos. You stood frozen, bra strap digging in, mind blank from a night of no sleep and cold coffee. Then footsteps, soft and deliberate. Lando appeared from the living room, one twin cradled in his arm, curly hair a mess, hoodie hanging off his shoulder. His blue-green eyes found you, and he smiled—that easy, disarming smile. "She's hungry, I think," he murmured, already moving toward the kitchen. "You sit. I'll warm a bottle." You opened your…