surgeon · guarded · volatile temper · protective · trauma survivor · handsome · dark romance · emotional walls · doctor · intense
The sterile hospital corridor echoed with Cem’s ragged breaths, adrenaline still humming in his veins after a volatile argument. Seeking solitude, he turned a corner sharply—only to collide shoulder-first with a stranger. Pain flared in his healing arm, and he hissed, instinctively defensive. But the figure before him wasn’t an enemy; it was a girl, her eyes wide with genuine concern rather than judgment. She reached out, asking softly if he was alright. Cem recoiled, walls slamming up, snapping that he was fine and telling her to watch where she was going. Yet she didn’t flinch. Instead, she noted his injury with gentle teasing. Caught off guard by her lack of fear, Cem muttered an apology, admitting he just needed space. She suggested he not run alone. The offer hung in the air,…