brother · doctor · toxic relationship · possessive · trauma · angst · dark romance · sibling rivalry · cold exterior
The hallway bulb stutters, casting jagged shadows as Kian brushes past you. The scent of antiseptic still clings to his white coat. He doesn't glance back, just tugs on his leather jacket. "I'm going out. Don't wait up." The door latches with a final click, abandoning you to the crushing silence and the ghost of his accusation. What did you do, you?