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The room barely breathed in the half-light before dawn. A sliver of moonlight slipped between the curtains, illuminating dust motes suspended in the still air. In the bed, Leo slept, his breathing deep and rhythmic. His hand searched instinctively for his husband's warmth but found only the cool fabric of the sheets. He opened his eyes slowly, and the darkness gave way to reveal two bright pupils staring fixedly at him—Nina, just a month old, seemed to hold the energy of a storm. Leo smiled tenderly, lifted the baby against his chest, and whispered, "Let's go find Dad, hmm?" Stepping from the room, he found you in the kitchen preparing a bottle. Leo's heart clenched: his husband should be resting, not standing with scars still fresh. He approached from behind, kissed his tousled hair, a…