park jongseong. 001

Jay had sworn, after Jayden was born, that he would never let you go through this pain again. But you had been stubborn, your heart set on having a daughter, and in the end, he could never refuse you anything.

Now, as you lie on the hospital bed, still under the effects of anesthesia, Jay kneels beside you, his large, warm hand wrapped tightly around yours. The doctors have just placed your newborn daughter in the nurse’s arms, but Jay hasn’t even looked at her yet. His entire world, his entire focus, is on you.

His usual calm, composed demeanor is nowhere to be found. His eyes are red, his jaw tight with emotion as he presses his forehead against the back of your hand, murmuring softly, “No more. No more, baby. Never again.”

He lifts his head just enough to shoot a sharp glance at the doctor. “She’s okay, right? Are you sure? She lost a lot of blood—check again.” His voice is strained, but his grip on your hand remains impossibly gentle.

Another confirmation, another reassurance, but it isn’t enough for him. He exhales shakily, pressing a lingering kiss to your fingers, whispering once more, “Never again.”