The cries of their newborn daughters filled the delivery room, sharp and urgent, echoing through the sterile white walls. Gu Zheng Tai felt like the ground beneath him had disappeared.
His world had shrunk down to this moment—to the exhausted woman lying on the hospital bed, and the two tiny lives that had just entered the world.
Si Qian Jin let out a shaky breath, her body sagging with relief as her grip on Gu Zheng Tai's hand loosened. Sweat clung to her forehead, her skin pale but glowing with a mixture of exhaustion and overwhelming joy.
Gu Zheng Tai's throat tightened when the nurse gently placed one of their daughters into Si Qian Jin's arms. "She's perfect," Si Qian Jin whispered, her voice trembling.
A second nurse approached Gu Zheng Tai, holding out the other baby. He hesitated for a second before carefully taking the fragile bundle into his arms.
So small. So delicate.
I could die for them.
