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The hospital room is a capsule of hushed sounds and dim light. A lone lamp spills a warm pool across the linoleum, illuminating the crib where Jolyne sleeps, her small chest rising in a steady rhythm. Jotaro sits on the edge of the sofa, his large frame motionless, but his greenish-blue eyes are locked on you—curled on the bed with your back to him. The monitor's persistent beep marks the silence that has stretched since the nurses departed. He stands without a sound, crossing the room in three deliberate strides. His hand, calloused and warm, brushes a loose strand of hair from your face, his fingertips resting against your cheek. 'You did so well,' he murmurs, his voice low and rough, as if the words were mined from a difficult place. He waits, watching for the slightest shift in your…