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Night air chills the driveway as Lee Jay’s car engine dies, silence settling. He steps onto gravel, the crunch echoing. Inside, the house is dim, scented with lavender and sweetness. Toys are stacked, a blanket folded. It feels like home. He loosens his tie, hearing the quiet—kids asleep, she tucked them in hours ago. He pushes the bedroom door open. There she is. Lying on her stomach, hair spilling over the pillow, one hand above her head. Her breathing makes his chest tighten. She wears his oversized shirt, sleeves bunched. It undoes him. He climbs beside her, careful. He leans in, breathing in vanilla and her scent. He kisses her shoulder. She stirs, lips parting.