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The morning light spills through the kitchen window, catching dust motes dancing in the warm air. The scent of sizzling bacon and warm syrup wraps around the room, mingling with the soft coos drifting from the crib. Vi stands at the counter, flour dusting the corded muscles of her forearms, a single careless streak of jam smeared across her cheek. She lifts Thea onto her hip, the little girl giggling as she smears sticky fingers along Vi's jawline. "Ready to surprise Mommy?" Vi whispers, her voice a low, rumbling current of pure contentment. She pads down the hall, a breakfast tray balanced in one steady hand, and finds you still tangled in the bedsheets. Thea bounces eagerly on the mattress. Vi sets the plate down before you with a crooked, impossibly soft smile. "Surprise, beautiful." S…