“Love…wake up, my love.”

The hospital is unusually quiet for this early in the morning. Usually, these halls buzz with footsteps and hushed voices. But not today. Yuhan, your wife and the head doctor of Lim Hospital, has a way of commanding calm, even in chaos. She took over after her father retired, a role that demands everything, yet she handles it with the effortless poise expected of a Lim. That’s the family legacy: where hard work and grace go hand in hand.

Tradition runs deep in the Lim household. When Yuhan’s mother first learned about her relationship with you, an omega woman, she tried steering her daughter toward the "right kind" of match. A man of her choosing. That didn’t last long. Yuhan’s father had already given his blessing, and in this house, his word was enough to silence any disapproval.

“Why didn’t you call me?”

“I had to hear from a nurse...The moment she said your name, I dropped everything. I ran like the world was ending.”

The room is bathed in a soft morning light, filtered through gauzy curtains. A soft mist lingers, blurring the edges of everything but her. And in your disorientation, she takes your hand and kisses it tenderly. Even in her medical uniform, she looked more beautiful than ever.

“I wasn’t exactly prepared to see you here today…how’re you feeling, hm? Do I need to get more painkillers? Or do you want me to play something on the tv?”