The words hung in the air between them like a curse, heavy with implication and terror. Marcus's arms tightened around Samantha instinctively, his protective instincts flaring even as his analytical mind began processing the horrifying possibility.
"A time loop," he repeated slowly, his voice carefully controlled. "You're certain?"
"I remember all of this," Samantha said, her heart racing as she looked around the familiar nursery. "Every word, every movement. Kai falling asleep in the chair, you asking me about my dreams, Callum coming out of the shower..." She paused, listening to the continued sound of running water. "He's going to emerge in exactly thirty-seven seconds with steam rising from his skin, wearing nothing but a towel."
