In the maternity ward, Kiba slid his fingers into Agatha's hand as she started undergoing labor.
"Apply more pressure!" The head doctor urged. "You can do it!"
Agatha nodded and did her best as the doctor began pulling down the beautiful, nascent soul. She felt twisting, squeezing pain that made her scream and dug her nails on the bed and into Kiba.
Kiba looked pained.
Not from her nails but from the understanding of the intense agony she was undergoing. And yet despite everything, she didn't stop. Her persistence, courage, and determination astonished him.
"Everything would be alright!" Kiba said, not knowing if he was assuring her or himself.
Agatha forced a smile in the moment of intense pain. She could feel he was far more nervous than her.
"He might not know it, but he would become a great dad!"
Agatha thought before concentrating her strength to push down.
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