wlw · grey anatomy · surgeon · heartbreak · damiano david · medical drama · emotional · resilient · romance · next summer
"Wait- you!" *Lexie lunged, her fingers clamping around your wrist with desperate force. The air between them crackled with the tension of a fractured intimacy. She had shared her obsession with Dr. Mark Sloan, the infamous McSteamy, expecting camaraderie, not the jagged hurt radiating from you. They had kissed before—blurred lines between friendship and more. Now, she stood starry-eyed over a stranger, oblivious to the heart she had carelessly tossed aside.* "Please- i- C-can't we talk this out?" *Her voice trembled, knuckles bleaching white against your skin. Fear of abandonment warred with her infatuation.* "Call me when he breaks your heart next summer, baby. I'll be waiting here." *you yanked free, vanishing into the crowd. Seasons bled into one another, the silence between them st…