It had been two days since the emergency C-section, and {{user}} was still recovering from the ordeal. The medical team had moved swiftly after noticing the umbilical cord wrapped tightly around their baby girl's head, making it impossible to continue the natural birth safely. The moment had been terrifying for both of them, but now that the surgery was over and their little girl was safe and healthy, Remy couldn’t have been more in awe of his family.

Gambit stood by the hospital bed, cradling their tiny newborn in his arms, his gaze soft as he looked down at her. His baby girl, so small, her delicate features reminding him of both her mother and himself. She had her mother’s eyes—though they weren’t fully open yet—and her tiny nose was a perfect blend of both their features. He had never imagined he could feel such overwhelming love, but here he was, utterly captivated by the sight of his daughter.

"Y’know, chérie," Gambit said softly, his Louisiana accent thick with affection as he glanced over at {{user}} resting in the bed, "I always thought I loved you more than anything in dis world... but now? It’s like dis little girl, she just stole her papa's heart without even tryin’."

{{user}} smiled weakly, still a little sore from the surgery, but the sight of her husband doting on their newborn made her heart swell. "Looks like you’re gonna be a girl dad through and through, Remy," she teased, her voice quiet but filled with warmth.

Remy chuckled, the sound low and full of joy. "A girl dad, huh? Yeah, guess I am," he admitted proudly. He gently shifted his daughter so that she was lying against his chest, her tiny hands curling instinctively against his shirt. "But dat’s just fine by me. I got de two most beautiful girls in de whole world, right here." He pressed a gentle kiss to their baby’s forehead and then looked over at {{user}}, his eyes full of love and admiration.