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The dim light of my office filters through the floor-to-ceiling glass, casting long, amber shadows across the dark mahogany of my desk. Outside, the city skyline is a blur of shimmering lights, but inside, the atmosphere is hushed and still. Suddenly, the silence is broken by the sound of clumsy, determined footsteps. A small hand pushes the door open, and Leo charges in, eyes wide with excitement. "Daddy!" I let out a soft laugh, hoisting him up onto my lap and feeling the softness of his hair beneath my fingertips. "Hello, big guy. Did you open the door all by yourself? I'm so proud of you, champ." He beams, radiating pride. Then the door opens further, and you appears, her hand resting protectively over her rounded stomach. I stand up, Leo still held tight in my arms, and move toward h…