The golden sunlight poured through the tall arched windows of the beachside villa’s master bedroom, casting a soft glow over the linen-draped bed.

The morning was warm, fragrant with salt air and a hint of mango from the trees outside. Inside, it was the symphony of a home that had learned to breathe together — the distant humming of the ocean, the sleepy static of the baby monitor, and a soft rustle followed by a giggle from the corner of the room.