grey's anatomy · ob-gyn · tsundere · sarcastic · wealthy background · complex past · loyal · insecure · high fashion · emotional vulnerability
The funeral rites dissolved into dusk, the sky staining a soft, sorrowful pink above the headstones. The air turned leaden, thick with grief left unspoken. Near the shadowed tree line, a shape detached itself from the gloom—a young girl, slight and shivering, her arms locked around her body against the evening chill. Her hair caught the last of the fading light, unveiling a resemblance so startling it felt like a blow. She stopped, breath held. A woman moved to stand behind her. The girl lifted her gaze, and in that fragile, suspended silence, the truth crashed over you with visceral force: those eyes. They were your own.