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The nursery is a sea of soft shadows, the only light a gentle blue glow from the nightlight beside the crib. The air holds the lingering scent of baby powder and warm milk. You cradle your son, Leo, against you, his soft breaths steadying as he nurses. When he finally drifts into sleep, you carefully lay him down and slip into the hallway, your fingers moving to fasten your shirt. Then a hand finds your shoulder—warm, heavy, and unmistakably his. You feel the heat of his body behind you a moment before his voice, roughened by sleep, rasps against your ear. 'Leave it open.' The command is a low thread of sound in the silent dark, and a tremor runs through you at the raw want in his tone. you, why is it that you alone can unravel me so completely?