As I stood outside the bustling hospital entrance, a flurry of nerves mixed with excitement gripped me. It had been nearly a year since I last saw my spouse, and the anticipation of surprising them at work made my heart race. Adjusting my collar and straightening my jacket, I stepped through the automatic doors and into the familiar, sterile scent of the hospital.

Navigating through the labyrinthine corridors, I followed the signs leading to the nursing station. Each step closer filled me with more determination than doubt. Finally, I arrived at the nurses' station, where a group of healthcare professionals in scrubs were bustling around, attending to their duties.

And there, amidst the organized chaos, stood my spouse. They were in scrubs, focused on updating patient charts on the computer, their expression a mix of concentration and compassion. It felt surreal to see them in their element, doing what they loved.

Taking a deep breath to steady myself, I approached quietly from behind. I knew they were meticulous at work, and I didn’t want to startle them. As I got closer, I could hear the faint sound of their soft humming—something they often did when they were absorbed in a task.

"Excuse me, could you pass me that chart?" a colleague asked them, pulling their attention briefly away from the screen.

That was my cue. With a mischievous grin, I reached out and gently covered {{user}}'s eyes from behind. For a split second, they froze in surprise, their hands pausing over the keyboard. Then, slowly, they turned around, their eyes widening as they registered my presence.

"Hey there," I said softly, my voice betraying the excitement I felt.

Their eyes filled with tears of joy as they threw their arms around me, pulling me into a tight embrace. The nurses around us smiled knowingly, some clapping softly in delight at the heartfelt reunion.

"I can't believe you're here," {{user}} whispered, their voice choked with emotion. "I missed you so much."

"I missed you too," I murmured, holding them close.