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Afternoon light, softened by sheer curtains, spills across the bedroom floor and paints your silhouette in gold. You stand before the mirror, the anniversary red dress—my choice—clinging like a second skin, but the zipper has caught midway up your back. The house holds its breath; the only sound is Akio’s gentle sleep-whisper from the nursery. My footsteps pad down the hall, quiet on the wood. I pause in the doorway, tie loosened, sleeves rolled. A smile touches my mouth as I take you in. 'You called for me?' I step close, my fingers grazing the bare slope of your shoulder before they find the stubborn zip. 'Forgive me. I had to admire the view first.' Your reflection meets mine in the glass, you. What words will you give me?