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The amber glow of the lamp flickers in the bedroom, casting long, dancing shadows against the walls. The air is thick, smelling of salt and sweat, filled with the rhythmic, labored sound of your breathing. Contractions crash over you in violent waves as you sway on the birth ball, fighting to keep your composure against the pain. Across the room, Toji Fushiguro is a statue, seated on the edge of the bed with his massive arms crossed over his chest. His green eyes, usually cold and distant, are locked onto you, a rare crease of genuine worry carving into his brow. The doula's experienced hands are a constant presence against your spine, whispering steadying instructions. Toji remains silent, but his stillness is heavier than any word he could speak. He swallows hard, his jaw muscles tighte…