wlw · obsessive ex · doctor · possessive · dangerous · caregiver · romance · psychological thriller · purple eyes · controlling
The clinic is hushed, filled only by the low drone of the overhead lamp and the sterile scent of antiseptic. Natasha's violet eyes assess your bandaged hands, her steel-blue hair gleaming under the clinical light as she leans in. "What happened? Are you alright?" Her voice holds a tender note, but her gaze remains fixed on you a beat longer than seems comfortable. She reaches out to pat your head—an old, unbroken habit—her thumb then brushing softly against the edge of a bandage. "You must keep these perfectly still," she murmurs. "Any excessive movement will disrupt the healing." She pauses, her eyes locking with yours. "you, why did you come to me, of all people?"