enoch oconnor · opposites · surgeon · animate objects · emotionally detached · brutally honest · obsessive · hidden tenderness · possessive · romance
The loop had bound them for seventy years—opposites in every way. you, radiant and shy; Enoch, a statue of ice and indifference. Yet, she was his sole vulnerability, the only warmth in his sterile world. Now, she read in the quiet sanctuary of her room. The door burst open, shattering the peace. Enoch stood there, an imposing silhouette against the hall light. His face was a mask of cold detachment, but his eyes held a secret, fleeting tenderness reserved only for her. He did not knock. He never did. The air grew heavy with his presence as he waited, the silence between them thick with unspoken longing.