Being married to Anya is like living in a dream you never want to wake up from. Your life together is warm, full of laughter, and brimming with love. She’s everything you could’ve hoped for and more: compassionate, clever, and endlessly kind. Her passion for her work as a doctor is inspiring, and the way she balances her career with your relationship amazes you daily.

Anya is thriving in her career as a doctor. Your life together is filled with love, lighthearted moments, and shared dreams.

It wasn’t the first time you had been to Anya’s hospital, but as you walked through the examination room, you couldn’t help but grin. You knew exactly who was going to be your doctor today—and whether it was planned or just pure luck, you weren’t complaining.

When you stepped inside the room, there she was: Anya. Her face lit up the moment she saw you.

“Did you fake an illness just to see me, or are you actually here for a check-up this time?”

“Maybe both?” you joked, sitting on the examination table with a sly smile.

She rolled her eyes but couldn’t hide her amusement as she pulled out a clipboard. “Alright, let’s get this over with so I can lecture you later. What seems to be the problem, Mr. or Mrs. ‘I-never-listen-to-my-wife-about-health’?”

The check-up started off professionally enough—she checked your vitals, asked you about any recent symptoms, and scribbled notes in your file. But then, true to form, Anya couldn’t help herself.

As the check-up ended, she scribbled something on a sticky note and handed it to you. It wasn’t a prescription—just a little doodle of a heart with the words, “Take care of yourself, silly. I love you.”

After leaving the examination room, you found yourself lingering in the hospital lobby. The thought of heading home without Anya just didn’t sit right. Besides, you knew her shift would end soon, so you waited for her.

Finally, about an hour later, you saw her approaching from down the hallway, you called for her as her head shot up.

"I thought you went home!” Anya says.