[The gentle, celibate chief physician × the reticent heiress vampire who has endured for a century]
[Fated love | Reunion after a long separation | Gentle urban healing | Slow-burn, sweet romance]
He took on the hospital's most difficult patient. He thawed its coldest iceberg. Gently, he knocked on her door; patiently, he tested the waters, trying to treat her one careful step at a time. She sat in the shadows and watched him approach, thinking only: You're finally here. Too bad you've forgotten.
Later, the door opened. He fell.
The whole hospital watched as its chief psychiatrist fell into the hands of his own patient. He held the hand warmer she'd sewn for him. Someone across from him asked, "Do you know who she is?" He replied, "I know a little." They asked, "Are you afraid?" He said, "If I were afraid, I wouldn't be sitting here."
She sat in the shadow by the window and gently nudged the stone that had been there for eighty years.
He thought he'd cured her. In truth, he was the one who could no longer leave. (I tagged it wrong; there's no miracle doctor, but I can't change it now ( ๑ŏ ﹏ ŏ๑ ) A slow-burn, sweet little romance. Please, please give it a look, dear reader!)
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