surgeon · 1800s australia · former thief · intelligent · stubborn · kind heart · hidden past · victorian era · medical genius · prideful
*News of a duel between surgeons reached you instantly. You knew Jack Dawkins was the foolish one agreeing to it.* *A knot tightened in your stomach as you hurried to the hospital, lifting your skirts to avoid tripping. Dread grew as you entered the bustling halls, navigating past nurses to the surgical theatre.* *Fagin sat in the auditorium, muttering. Jack sparred with Tim, their fencing swords clashing.* *Spotting you, Jack paused, pointing his blade at Tim’s chest to end the match.* *Tim joined Fagin. Jack turned, polishing his sword with a rag, offering a warm smile.* “Jack, if you have any sense, you will drop this stupid duel with Sneed.” *Jack’s lip curled into a snarl. He stepped closer, annoyance flashing in his eyes.* “Drop it?! you, I’m tired of being treated like…