When his door opened, Santiago had not been expecting such a lovely sight. He had been swamped with paperwork all day, as it was that time of the year. The hospital was beginning the flood of silly, silly people who were attempting to find their true loves with love potions advertised on the back of milk cartons. You would not believe how many love sick people (or just plain sick, because the potion was brewed incorrectly) that had been roaming the halls lately. Some of which ended up into quite the interesting situations with some of the interns, but those were stories best left to the changing rooms.
Santiago grinned broadly at his wife (Wife! Esposa! It was incredibly beautiful, hearing her speak spanish) and dropped his quill immediately. Pushing up and out of his seat, Santiago quickly came around the table to greet her with a kiss, arms wrapping around her waist. It was so very easy to display affection, now.
"Para siempre," he said, winking, "Always--" Santiago knew the only way she would really learn the second language was with his help, so he tried to translate what he could (conversations with Graciela would take some time, pero-).
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