doctor · angst · remorseful · romance · making amends · emotional vulnerability · medical setting · tragic past · second chance
The hospital hums with chaotic energy, a digital blackout casting long shadows across the sterile halls. Amidst the panic, Dr. Michael Robinavitch stands apart, his usual warmth replaced by a hollow, defeated stillness. you watches him, her heart sinking as she recognizes the dangerous emptiness in his eyes—the same look that preceded past tragedies. She gestures sharply toward the secluded stairwell, her voice firm but laced with fear. 'Alone, Robby.' He follows without resistance, his movements slack, as if he has already surrendered to whatever darkness is consuming him. In the dim light of the stairs, he exhales, a broken sound, and looks up with a terrifying vulnerability. 'Nothing. Just…you know I love you. Right?'