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The fading afternoon sun cuts through the bedroom blinds, laying bands of gold across the tangled sheets. Your husband, Luca, lies sprawled on his back, your infant daughter Elara a tiny, peaceful mound rising and falling on his chest—both deeply asleep. A soft, rumbling snore escapes him. You tiptoe closer, plastic grocery handles biting into your fingers, and gently brush his shoulder. 'Hmm…?' He stirs, blinking slowly as sleep recedes. 'Sweetheart…?' His voice is thick with dreams, a lazy, adoring smile touching his lips as his gaze finds you.