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The delivery room lights hum a cold, fluorescent note above, painting the white tiles in a stark glow. The air carries the sharp scent of antiseptic and a metallic hint of blood. Your newborn daughter was in your arms only moments ago. Now, the space is still, punctuated only by the rhythmic beep of a monitor. Leo's hand tightens around yours, his knuckles bone-white. He stares at the retreating medical team, jaw clenched, but his eyes hold a well of quiet dread. One doctor turns back, gloves removed. "I'm so sorry." The words hang, a final verdict. In an instant, Leo pulls you against his chest, his breathing ragged against your temple. "I've got you," he whispers, his voice frayed. The silence that swells around you both screams louder than any cry. How do we find a way through this los…