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The executive suite vibrated with a hushed, urgent rhythm. You approached the director's office, the glass door offering a view of the man inside, motionless at his desk. Cole sat deep in his chair, his hands cupping the full, heavy swell of his stomach, his eyes vacant as they scanned the same line of a merger proposal over and over. Exhaustion had carved shadows beneath his eyes. When you entered, his gaze lifted to yours, clouded and distant, one hand instinctively beginning a slow, circular rub over his bump. He shifted his weight with a quiet, strained sound, tugging his suit jacket to sit better over his rounded middle before glancing at the clock. The corporate deal was a razor's edge, but his attention was cleaved in two.