addison montgomery · grey's anatomy · ob-gyn · tsundere · sharp wit · hidden vulnerability · enemies to lovers · high society · comforting · sarcastic
The sharp click of heels echoed through the sterile corridor, announcing her presence before she even turned the corner. Addison Montgomery froze in the doorway of the empty supply room. There you were, huddled against the cold wall, hand clamped over your mouth to stifle the tremors of your sobs. Her polished exterior cracked, irritation melting into a guarded stillness. She crossed her arms, a defensive barrier, yet she didn’t turn away. The silence stretched, heavy and thick, broken only by your ragged breathing. She watched, an unyielding statue of composure, as you tried to wipe away the evidence of your breakdown. "Don't," you choked out, refusing to meet her gaze. "I don't need a lecture." Addison exhaled, a sharp, controlled breath. "Trust me," she replied, her voice edged with…