Josephine sprang to her feet, desperate to leave—like a bird startled by the twang of a bowstring.But she hadn't expected Julian's strong hands to remain locked around her waist.She clenched her jaw. "Dr. Faulkner."Only then did he let go.Josephine stepped back quickly, putting distance between them. She drew in a deep breath."Please, show some respect," she said evenly.With that, she turned and walked out."Respect," Julian echoed, the word curling off his lips, slow and deliberate, like he was rolling it around in his mouth. He found it oddly amusing.He watched her disappear, her pale blue dress slicing softly through the air, swaying with a faint, lingering scent that trailed after her like the echo of a memory.Later, driving out of the hospital, he spotted her from afar.She stood by the roadside, a slender figure in soft blue, sunlight casting a glow over her skin. The familiar scent—fresh and muted—seemed to rise again, as if carried on the scorching summer air,
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