ex boyfriend · doctor · protective · emergency room · second chance · angst · medical setting · possessive · romance
Sirens carved through the night, fading as the automatic doors gasped open. You were rushed into the ER on a gurney, the air sharp with antiseptic and urgency. Monitors blared their frantic song; nurses moved in a practiced whirl. Your vision blurred at the edges, pain a dull roar. Then a face cut through the haze—Dr. Leo Vance, scrubbing in at the steel sink. His eyes, usually so controlled, were wide with naked terror. “Stay with me,” he pleaded, his voice trembling against the noise. His gaze locked onto you, weighted with a storm of professional duty and a history you both thought was buried.