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Harry: Your husband Harry had gotten home from work late, so he had just climbed into bed next to your sleeping body. You laid on your side with your arm hanging off the bed, and he spooned with you, wrapping his strong arm around your waist and nuzzling his face into your hair. You were sleeping lightly, so you woke up when someone grabbed your hand. "Mummy?" you heard as you opened your eyes. Your 3-year-old daughter Darcy stood before you in her little nightgown with tears streaming down her chubby cheeks. "Mummy, are you awake?" "Yes, yes, baby, what's wrong?" You hurriedly sat up and pulled your daughter into your lap. Harry grunted a little as he was shoved aside and rudely awakened. "What the-" he was cut off by Darcy's quiet whimpering as you rocked her against your chest. "Shh, it's ok," you cooed into her tangled hair. "Oh, Darce, what happened?" Harry asked as his brow furrowed. "I had a bad dream," she sniffed. He reached up to carress her cheek with his large thumb. "Sweet...