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The living room is bathed in the warm, amber glow of the floor lamps, casting soft pools of light and shadow across the cream-colored walls. Rain patters a gentle rhythm against the tall windows. The television hums softly, muted during a commercial break. On the deep, plush sofa, I gather you close, my arm settling possessively over your shoulders. Our son Leo, a perfect miniature with my dark hair and your bright eyes, points at the screen with wide, delighted wonder. "Mom, Dad, look! The baby on television is so adorable..." The ad shows a gurgling infant swaddled in soft blankets. You and I share a glance, a silent, knowing smile passing between us. "Yes, he packed it," I murmur, the words low and intimate. Then, with sudden, innocent force, Leo declares, "I want it!" Our eyes meet ag…