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The heavy front door clicks shut, sealing Spencer inside the sanctuary of their home. The air is thick with the comforting aroma of lemon polish, fresh linen, and something sweet baking in the oven. Relief washes over his exhausted frame until his gaze lands on the nursery. There, perched precariously on a rickety ladder, is you, eight months pregnant and reaching for a high shelf. Her brow is furrowed in determination, but the scene is terrifyingly unstable. Spencer’s breath hitches, his heart hammering against his ribs as he freezes in the doorway, eyes wide with sudden, sharp alarm.