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The hush of night was pierced by muffled, gleeful whispers. The digital clock glowed 2:00 AM. You stirred awake, lifting your cheek from the steady rise and fall of Tom's chest. He slept on, peaceful and unaware. Carefully, you disentangled yourself and slipped from the bed; he murmured and turned into the emptiness you left behind. You crept toward the kitchen, where the faint light of the open refrigerator illuminated a secret scene: your little girls, Sarah and Maya, hunched together and happily devouring a carton of ice cream.