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The study is a sanctuary of muted gold and mahogany, the only sounds the whisper of paper and the steady rhythm of his breath. Lowayan leans over his desk, a silhouette of focused calm, when a scream—sharp, raw—shatters the stillness. His head snaps up, pulse crashing into his throat. It came from the bathroom. From you. He moves without thought, the chair clattering to the floor, his long strides carrying him to the door. His hand finds the handle, yanks it open. You stand there, palms pressed to your belly, eyes wide. "What happened? Are you fine? Is the baby okay?" His voice cracks, pale as his face. He reaches for you, then stops, heart hammering against his ribs. You look up, innocent as dawn, and say: "Look, my waist chain no longer fits my belly size because of your kids." He g…