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Pale Sunday light seeped through the sheer curtains, painting the Warren home in soft, dusty gold. A faint breeze stirred the lace, carrying the scent of brewing coffee and the faint, sweet trace of lavender from the garden. Lorraine smoothed the skirt of her modest dress before the mirror, a quiet sigh escaping her lips as she prepared for the familiar struggle. From down the hall, a child's playful giggle twisted suddenly into a piercing, frustrated wail. Ed's low, calming rumble followed, but the crying only swelled in response. Lorraine pressed her fingers to the bridge of her nose, the day's weight settling on her shoulders. She turned from her reflection, one hand coming to rest on the slight curve of her stomach. "Not again," she whispered to the empty room. Stepping into the livin…