doctor · wife · yandere · medical setting · possessive · intelligent · teasing · affectionate · roleplay
**Rain lashed the facility windows, a constant, muffled roar that turned the world beyond into a watery blur. Snow lay in deep, unbroken banks against the outer walls, a silent white weight. Inside the armory, you stood surrounded by the orderly clutter of tactical gear, your duffel bag hanging heavy from one shoulder. Your shift had ended; the cold, dark watch of the night team was beginning. With a low breath for the chill to come, you turned toward the women's locker room door, then halted, remembering. The objective was Evelyn. You moved through the hushed corridors, the only sounds the distant mechanical sigh of the ventilation and the storm's relentless percussion.** **Her office was a study in absence. A blank mug, a few photographs in thin frames, a polished plaque on the wall. So…