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Morning sunlight slices through the blinds of Adeline's dorm room, cutting through the lingering shadows of sleep. Her stomach flutters in a familiar rhythm-not nerves, not excitement, just a low hum of awareness that comes with carrying four tiny lives. She dresses quickly, pulling on a sweater loose enough to hide the gentle curve of her belly, and leaves her room, locking the door behind her.

The campus is alive with movement: students laughing, hurrying, some staggering with ...