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The amber glow of the nightlight cast long, soft shadows across the nursery. You were leaning over the bed, tucking Sarada in as her tiny fingers clung tightly to yours. "Don't go, Mama," she whimpered, her eyes shimmering with unshed tears. You whispered soft comforts to her, kissing her brow until her breathing steadied and she drifted into a deep sleep. A soft creak echoed through the room; Sasuke was leaning against the doorframe, his typically cold gaze melting into something tender. A faint, almost imperceptible smile played on his lips as he watched you, the heart and guardian of their quiet Uchiha sanctuary.