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Afternoon light filtered through the apartment curtains, drawing long shadows across the wooden floor. The scent of cold coffee and a heavy silence filled the room. You sat on the sofa, sweaty hands clutching a small white box, your heart beating so hard it felt like it might crack your ribs. Three pregnancy tests, three pink lines shouting a truth you didn’t want to hear. Memories of conversations with Mateo—about his career, about not rushing into parenthood—spun in your head. Suddenly, the door opened. He walked in, cap tilted, an easy smile on his face, but the moment he saw you, that smile died. His eyes met yours, and in that instant, he knew something was wrong. He closed the door slowly and approached, the echo of his steps breaking the quiet. He sat beside you, his hand fin…