로그인꧁♡ 𝓣𝓲𝓶♡꧂The scream cut through everything, sharp enough to pull me out of the fog completely, and I was already moving before my mind fully caught up. My body felt heavy, the dizziness was still there from earlier, but it didn’t matter, not now. I pushed forward anyway, stepping out of the room and heading straight toward the living room, my heartbeat picking up with each step, something tight forming in my chest.“Sheila?”No response.I reached the living room and stopped. Sheila stood there, but not the way she should. A man had his arm locked around her from behind, holding her tightly in place, and a gun was pressed right against her face. The metal caught the light just enough to make it real, too real, and she didn’t move, didn’t struggle, like she was afraid that even the smallest movement would set something off.Her eyes were wide, filled with fear, tears already streaming down her cheeks as her body trembled in his grip. Her lips parted slightly like she wanted to spe
꧁♡ 𝓣𝓲𝓶♡꧂I rushed into the station without slowing down, my steps uneven but fast enough to carry me straight inside, my eyes already searching before I even fully crossed the entrance. The noise inside felt louder than it should have, voices overlapping, movement constant, but none of it registered properly because I was only looking for one person.Frank.My gaze moved from one end of the room to the other, scanning faces, corners, spaces where he could be standing, sitting, leaning, anything but he wasn’t there. The only familiar figures were the thugs from earlier, sitting off to the side looking worse than before, bruises dark against their skin, expressions tight with irritation, but they didn’t matter.He wasn’t there.I paused for a second, just long enough to look again, like maybe I had missed him the first time, like maybe he was somewhere just out of my line of sight, but nothing changed. A quiet breath left me, not quite a sigh, not quite anything at all, before I f
꧁♡ 𝔉𝔯𝔞𝔫𝔨 ♡꧂The chair was uncomfortable. I leaned back anyway, one arm resting loosely against it, my fingers tapping lightly as my gaze drifted across the room without really focusing on anything. The police station smelled like stale air and paperwork, a mix that didn’t change no matter where you went. Officers moved in and out, going about their routine like this was just another day, another problem to deal with before moving on to the next. To them, it probably was. To me, it was just a delay.Across from me, the men from earlier didn’t look as relaxed. Their clothes were still disheveled, their expressions tight, irritation sitting heavy on their faces like they hadn’t expected things to go this way. Bruises were already forming, some darker than others, a few cuts still fresh enough to show exactly how things had gone for them. They kept looking at me, like they were waiting for something, an apology, a reaction, anything at all, but they weren’t getting it.“So you’re
꧁♡ 𝓣𝓲𝓶♡꧂“Tim!”The voice cut through the noise around me, sharp and familiar, and before I could fully process it, someone was already in front of me, closing the distance in seconds as I tried to stand from the floor. Strong arms steadied me before I could lose my balance completely, pulling me upright when the floor felt like it was still spinning under my feet. Frank. I didn’t need to look twice to know it was him. His grip was firm, one hand at my back, the other holding my arm like he was making sure I wouldn’t drop right there, his presence cutting through the chaos around me in a way nothing else could.“Are you okay?” he asked, his voice low but urgent, his eyes scanning my face quickly before settling on the back of my head where the pain was still pulsing.I nodded, even though everything still felt like it was shifting slightly around me. “I’m fine,” I said, my voice not as steady as I wanted it to be. “I just need a second.”He didn’t look convinced, but he didn’t
꧁♡ 𝓣𝓲𝓶♡꧂I had just finished attending to my last patient for the shift when a nurse hurried toward me, her steps quick, her expression tight like something had just gone wrong. “Doctor Tim,” she called, slightly out of breath. “There’s an emergency case. Construction accident. They just brought him in.” I didn’t ask anything else. I nodded once and moved immediately.Whatever thoughts I had earlier, whatever had been sitting at the back of my mind since the café, it all got pushed aside without effort. The emergency ward was already active when I got there, nurses moving quickly, voices overlapping.The patient was on the bed, barely conscious, his breathing uneven, his body covered in dust and blood like he had been pulled straight out of the site without proper cleaning. His clothes were torn in places, his skin bruised, and there was a deep cut along his side that hadn’t stopped bleeding properly. I stepped closer without wasting time, my focus narrowing immediately. “What
꧁♡ 𝓣𝓲𝓶♡꧂I stopped by a café near the hospital to get coffee and a few treats for myself and the others before heading in again. It had become something I did without thinking, a routine that made things easier when the day ahead was going to be long and exhausting and besides I never got to drink the coffee that Sheila brought for me. The place wasn’t too crowded, just enough people to keep the line moving slowly, and I stood there waiting for my turn, already knowing what I was going to order.I didn’t expect to see her.“Tim?”I turned, and there she was.Laura.For a second, I just looked at her, trying to process it properly because the last thing I had heard was that no one knew when she would be back. Eric had said it like it wasn’t something he had control over, like it was uncertain, and yet here she was standing right in front of me like nothing had changed.“Laura,” I said, a little surprised, my brows pulling together slightly. “You’re back?”She smiled, calm and easy
𝓣𝓲𝓶I dreamed of a park.It was strange, because I had not been to a park in years, and yet the place felt familiar the moment I saw it. The sky was pale blue, the kind of blue that only existed in childhood memories. The trees were tall and thin, their shadows stretched long across the ground.
𝓣𝓲𝓶“Get out,” I said suddenly.Frank looked at me as if he hadn’t heard me correctly. “What?”“I said get out,” I repeated, louder this time. My voice shook, but I forced myself to sound firm. “You should leave.”He studied my face for a moment, his eyes sharp and unreadable. “You’re kicking me
꧁♡ 𝔉𝔯𝔞𝔫𝔨 ♡꧂I stood in the hallway longer than I meant to after Tim told me to get out.For once, I didn’t feel like laughing it off. I leaned against the wall with my arms crossed, staring at the pale green tiles like they had personally offended me. A man shouldn’t argue with a patient, I t
𝓣𝓲𝓶Frank leaned against the wall near the window, one leg crossed over the other, like he had all the time in the world. The room was quiet again after Eric stormed out. My heart was still racing from everything that had happened, from the shouting, from the touching, from the way Frank acted







