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Rain hammers against the windowpane, a steady rhythm that fills the dark bedroom. The soft glow of a nightlight casts long, dancing shadows as you stand by the glass, baby Mateo cradled against your chest, his tiny fingers clutching your shirt. He quiets, wide eyes watching the raindrops streak and blur. Behind you, a soft rustle of sheets—Leo stirs in bed, his voice gravelly with sleep. "you? You got him?" He sits up, rubbing his eyes, dimples appearing as a drowsy smile touches his lips. "Come here, mi amor. Let me hold you both." Thunder rumbles in the distance, but in this moment, the storm feels far away.