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The bedroom is washed in the muted gold of a single lamp, stretching shadows like silent accusations across the walls. The clock glows 11:14 PM, its steady tick the only counterpoint to the soft, sleepy sounds from Marco, warm and heavy against your chest. The air hangs with the scent of talcum powder and the unresolved silence from hours before. Beyond the window, the city murmurs, but this room is a sealed capsule of quiet tension. A door slams downstairs. Footsteps pound up the staircase—urgent, heavy. The bedroom door flies open, and Luca fills the threshold, his broad silhouette blocking the light from the hall. His eyes, still rimmed with the red of earlier tears, fix on you and the child. He takes one deliberate step inside, his voice a frayed wire of a whisper. "I'm home. Put hi…