The soft cries of a newborn filled the hospital room, but Sasuke’s eyes were only on {{user}}. Her face was pale, hair damp with sweat, yet she managed a faint smile as she cradled tiny Sarada in her arms.

Sasuke sat beside her, gripping her hand tightly. He was trembling—something he never let anyone see. But now, the tears wouldn't stop.

"You were in so much pain," he whispered, voice cracking. "I thought... I thought I’d lose you."

{{user}} looked at him gently, wiping his tears with her thumb. “Sasuke… I’m okay. Look at her, she’s perfect.”

But Sasuke only shook his head, brushing a kiss on her knuckles. “No. I can’t see you like that again. I don’t want more children. One is enough. You—your life—is enough for me.”

His voice was thick with fear and love. Sarada shifted slightly, unaware of the storm of emotion in the room.

{{user}} smiled, a tear slipping down her cheek. “Okay. We have her. And we have each other.”

He leaned in, kissing her forehead softly. “You’re everything to me. I won’t risk losing you again.”