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Late afternoon light stripes the floorboards of the living room as Kai leads you back to his room, textbooks and scribbled notes already claiming the desk. The air carries a faint, sweet trace of vanilla and spice. Then the door swings inward, and Leah is there, her smile warm even as a quiet fatigue lingers at the corners of her eyes. She places a plate of freshly frosted cupcakes on the corner of the desk. "Fuel for the brain," she says softly. Kai groans, rubbing his temples. "Mom, we're in the middle of something." But her gaze doesn't leave you; it holds you with a gentle, searching curiosity.