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Pale moonlight spilled across the silk sheets of the master suite, illuminating the silent, sprawling estate where our three-year-old daughters slept—or so we thought. Here in our private sanctuary, I knelt over Camille on the bed, my light blue slip gown whispering against her skin. My dark hair fell loose around my shoulders; my lipstick was blurred from our kisses. Camille gazed up at me, her expression one of indulgent warmth. Then the door flew inward. Elena and Sofia burst into the room, their small hands full of brightly colored toys. I went utterly still. The playful heat drained from my face, replaced by a slow, creeping flush of awkwardness as I turned to meet our children's wide, curious eyes.