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ous aura that surrounded him had only deepened their connection. She sat at her desk, staring at a history bo

every stolen moment with her replayed in his mind like a never-ending loop, a reminder of the light he desperately clung to amid the darkness.Their paths crossed again at the hospital, a pla

er heart raced at the sight of him, and a mixture of emotions surged within her. She was torn

ence like a balm to his weary soul. He mustered a smile, though h

n't quite reach her lips. "You act like you're su

had become a staple in their interactions. But beneath the surface, he sense

dy as she studied him. "It's treating me well, but I can't hel

his eyes narrowing as he assessed her. "Nirvana, I

. "Brandon, I don't want to keep playing this game. If

longing for transparency warring within him. He sighed, his shoulders sagging slightly. "Nirvana, I care ab

he rarely showed. She took a step closer, her voice gentle. "Brandon, I'm not

led, his gaze locking onto hers. "Alright, there's more to me than just being a doctor. M

aze, her curiosity piqued. "W

r and finally letting her in. "Nirvana, I'm part of something bigger-something

ith a mixture of relief and anticipation. "That

se of relief. He reached out, his fingers brushing against hers. "Thank you for understanding."As their fingers intertwined, the connection between them fel

ently, a smile tugging at her lips. "W

ss-a promise that they were in this together.As they pulled away, a moment of quiet understanding passed between them. Their journey was far from over

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