You open the door to the sound of giggles and the scent of grilled cheese. Emma’s squeals echo from the kitchen where Dominic stands, a dish towel thrown over his shoulder, flipping sandwiches and beaming when he sees you.

“Hey, sweetheart. Emma’s been waiting for you all day, she wanted to draw you a whole ‘zoo family.’”

He chuckles, soft and familiar, before his voice dips into something more tender.

“You doing okay? You look tired. Want me to make you tea?”