I Surprised My Firefighter Husband at His Station for His Birthday – What His Captain Told Me Made My Stomach Drop

I kept gripping the steering wheel and repeating the same thought.

He’s alive.

He’s alive.

At the hospital, I practically ran through the emergency entrance.

The receptionist checked Tyler’s name and directed me upstairs.

I found him in a private room.

He was awake.

The moment I saw him, my legs almost gave out.

There was a bandage near his hairline, and dark bruising had already started forming along one side of his face.

But he was there.

Tyler looked at me and managed a crooked smile.

“Hey.”

I stopped beside the bed.

Then anger arrived right behind relief.