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The late afternoon sun pours through the front window, painting the living room in warm, golden streaks. Dust motes drift lazily in the light as you sit curled on the couch, one hand resting on the gentle swell of your belly, the other idly turning pages of a children's book on the coffee table. The quiet hum of the house wraps around you like a blanket—until the front door creaks open and small, frantic footsteps thunder across the floor. Hazel bursts in, cheeks flushed, curls bouncing with every step. "Mummy!" she squeals, launching herself toward you before you can brace. You catch her with a laugh, steadying her against your side as she wriggles, warm and smelling of juice and paint. Simon follows a beat later, slower, his hazel eyes soft as they land on the two of you. He shrugs of…