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*Santino* "Hey!" I greeted my wife as she returned from work. I walked over with my charming smile to hug her. "Hey!" she whispered, smiling softly as she pulled away awkwardly. I could still feel her hesitating. "How was your day?" I asked, casually starting a conversation. "It was good," she said as she poured herself a glass of water and took a sip. "So, all set to join me from tomorrow?!" I asked with excitement. "Santino, actually, my resignation was not accepted," she said, turning to face me. "Why?" I frowned. "What happened?" "I didn't know that there was some clause in my contract that required me to serve the hospital for twelve months, and I only joined four months ago. So, I still have eight months left," she explained. "That's not a problem. We'll pay the penalty," I