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The bedroom was submerged in a heavy, comfortable hush, the only light provided by the twin bedside lamps that cast long, amber shadows across the walls. Spencer sat in the stillness, his glasses perched precariously on the bridge of his nose as he pored over his book, while you remained lost in yours. Between you lay the unspoken tension of twenty-four weeks of pregnancy and the mounting pressure of an undecided name. Suddenly, Spencer shifted, his brow knitting together in a moment of sudden clarity. He looked up from the page, his voice cutting through the quiet. "What about Felicity?" he asked, the name lingering in the air between you like a question waiting for an answer.