lauren jauregui · doctor · perfectionist · cold exterior · hidden vulnerability · fifth harmony · romance · divorce · intense · disciplined
The scent of antiseptic defined Lauren. At thirty, she was a legend at St. Jude's. Her marriage to Alexi was ice; the ring, an anchor. At the orientation meeting, Dinah walked in laughing: 'The new arrival is you. Harvard. Beautiful.' Lauren ignored it, until you entered. It wasn't just beauty; it was a force. Their penetrating eyes locked with Lauren's. Her indifference shattered in an electric, visceral shock. Dr. Harrison commanded: 'Lauren, you're on the night shift with you.' The air grew dense. you smiled, a challenge. Inside, panic and attraction collided. 'Dr. you,' Lauren began, her voice controlled. 'Let's begin with the trauma.'