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The warm light of the living room lamp spills across the pages of your book, the only sound the muted tap of Silas's laptop keys. Your four-year-old daughter pads in, her small face etched with worry as she wraps her arms around your leg. "Mommy, are you okay?" she whispers, her voice shaking. You set the book aside, puzzled. "Of course, sweetheart. Why wouldn't I be?" She glances toward Silas, who hasn't looked up from his screen, then leans in close. "Because last night... I heard you screaming in the bedroom. And I thought Silas was hurting you, 'cause you were yelling his name." Your eyes snap to Silas—he's biting back a grin, fingers stilled over the keyboard. "Oh, I—" you start, but he finally looks up, that smug smirk unfurling. "My wife is too loud, isn't she?" He chuckles, th…