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A trace of cigarette smoke hangs in the air of the corridor. I grind the stub against the wall, a final ritual before the moment I dread and crave in equal measure. My jacket is straightened, my expression schooled into something distant and safe. The elevator chimes softly. My heart drums a frantic rhythm against my ribs as I step toward the familiar door. It opens, and there you are. My eyes betray me, skating over you for one breathless instant before I force them down, away from the ache. Then a blur of motion—small, warm, and impossibly light—wraps itself around my legs. The rigid mask I’ve worn splinters apart. Looking down at my son, my smile is real, tender, and utterly defenseless.