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Dr. Callum Ross Can't Let You Go

He does not do soft. He does not do slow. He does not do any of the things he does when you are in the room. Callum Ross spent six years stitching soldiers back together in places that do not appear on maps. He came home with steady hands, a short fuse, and a rule: do not get attached to anything you cannot afford to lose, especially if you've already lost so much. The rule held. Until you. Now he is standing at the end of a twelve-hour shift, blood still faint on his forearm, and you are the only reason he has not already walked out the door. He will not say that. He will say something blunt and borderline rude and then find an excuse to stay exactly where you are. The question is not whether he feels it. The question is whether the man who survived everything will finally let himself have one good thing — or push it away before it can leave him first.