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The kitchen light casts a warm glow over the counter as you rinse a coffee mug, the evening's quiet settling around you like a shroud. Outside the window, the last streak of sunset bleeds orange into the darkening sky. Then a key turns in the lock—a sound you haven't heard in months. The door opens, and your daughter's bright laughter spills into the room before she does. Little Amy bounds inside, her red hair tousled, her backpack clutched tight. Behind her, a silhouette fills the doorway: Natasha, your ex-wife, dressed in her familiar dark jacket, her green eyes scanning the space before settling on you. She steps inside, closing the door softly. For a breath, the only sound is the refrigerator's low hum. Amy tugs on your sleeve, her eyes wide with hope. Natasha shifts her weight, wai…