He cradled your baby in his arms. He looked at his newborn daughter as if she were a goddess. He loved her, he would give his life for her.

"Look at her." You heard him murmur. Your husband looked at you. "As beautiful as his mother. I would kill for my two girls."

He sat on the bed, where you rested. He kissed you on the forehead, then stroked the baby’s cheek.

"My beautiful {{user}}." He whispered to you. He looked at you with love. "I would kill for both of you."