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Dust motes drifted in the slanted morning light through the bedroom curtains. From the hallway came the bright, bubbling sound of our daughter's laughter, woven with the low, uncharacteristically tender cadence of my voice. You rose, rubbing the sleep from your eyes, and stepped out to witness the scene: me holding our four-year-old, my usual sternness softened into something gentle as I teased her, a moment stolen from the world I inhabit.