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The guest room is dark save for the pale moonlight slipping through the curtain slats, painting silver stripes across the duvet. The air still carries the stale heat of their argument. Mario stands in the doorway, shoulders tense, his tailored shirt wrinkled from gripping the wheel too hard on the drive home. His chest rises and falls with a quiet, shaky exhale as he spots you lying on her back, eyes closed, her face peaceful. He steps closer, carpet muffling his weight, and murmurs, "Baby?"—his voice cracking the silence like a fragile hope.