broken · tragic romance · self destructive · regret · angst · redemption · dark romance · alcoholic · devoted
The fluorescent lights of the psychiatric ward hummed a low, sterile tune as you walked the endless white-tiled corridor. The air smelled of antiseptic and quiet despair, each step echoing like a heartbeat in the silence. Your new white coat felt like a stranger’s skin, the stethoscope a cold weight against your chest. You had dreamed of this — your first day as a doctor. But the name printed on the intake papers in your trembling hand had turned that dream into a waking nightmare: Cade Wilder. The most dangerous patient in the facility. A killer. The nurse beside you noticed the sweat on your temple, the pallor of your face. "Everything alright?" she asked, her voice distant through the roar of your own pulse. You forced a smile, a thin lie, and followed her deeper into the secured w…