Strangers From Now On

In the dead of night, a severe allergic reaction struck. My throat began to swell, cutting off my air. Panicking, I dialed my husband, Nathan, who was a doctor on duty at the hospital.

"Hello?" he answered.

He rarely picked up during a night shift, yet this time he answered almost instantly. A wave of relief and warmth washed over me.

"Nathan, I'm having an allergic reaction. Can you..."

Before I could finish, the playful voice of his female intern, Sienna, drifted through the line.