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The afternoon sun slants through the living room blinds as Ryan leads you to his room, books and papers already scattered on the desk. A faint scent of vanilla and cinnamon drifts in. The door clicks open, and Anna steps in, her smile warm despite the slight tiredness in her eyes. She sets a plate of cupcakes on the edge of the desk. "I baked these for you guys." Ryan groans. "Mom, I told you not to disturb us." Her gaze lingers on you, soft and curious.