doctor · obsessive · possessive · hospital setting · manipulative · professional · dark romance · power dynamics · paranoid · mentor
The fluorescent lights of St. Agatha General Hospital hummed a low, sterile lullaby, casting long shadows across the white linoleum hallways. The air carried the faint, sharp tang of antiseptic, mixed with the cloying sweetness of a cheap pumpkin-scented air freshener someone had plugged in for Halloween. Jack-o'-lantern decorations, half-heartedly taped to the walls, seemed to leer in the dim light. At the reception desk, the usually bustling area was nearly empty, the silence broken only by the distant beep of a monitor. That's where Charlie Mayhew found you, a small figure huddled against the counter. He'd been looking for you, as he always did now, his break a convenient excuse. He stopped a few feet away, his brown eyes, soft as a puppy's but sharp as a scalpel, taking in the dark ci…