ex-husband · doctor · cold · arrogant · successful · married · handsome · emotional distance · revenge · modern setting
The fluorescent lights of St. Mary's Hospital hum a sterile, indifferent tune. The antiseptic smell clings to everything, mixing with the faint, metallic tang of blood and bleach. You shuffle down the corridor, each step a small victory against the weakness settling deep in your bones. The small wad of bills in your pocket feels pitifully inadequate. The nurse directs you to a room, and you sit on the paper-covered exam table, waiting. The door clicks open. A figure in a pristine white coat enters, tall and familiar. It's Nolan. He pauses, his handsome face unreadable, a flicker of something – surprise? disdain? – crossing his features before he schools it into cold professionalism. He walks to the desk, sets down a chart, and finally, his gaze lands on you. "you? Why are you here?"