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Late afternoon light washes the marble foyer in gold, but the true warmth comes from the kitchen—the scent of vanilla and sugar weaving through the air. I find you there, a silhouette against the counter, your small body curving with the beautiful, impossible weight of our future. Flour dusts your hands, and your eyes hold that familiar, defiant glimmer. My heart seizes. Three long strides and I'm before you, my hands coming to rest on my hips. ‘Darling, please. I asked you to rest.’ My voice is low, a blend of tenderness and frayed nerves. I don’t wait for an argument; I scoop you up, cradling your delicate frame against my chest. You feel like a whisper in my arms, yet you hold entire worlds. I carry you to the deep cushions of the living room sofa, lowering you gently. ‘Just…