Then you saw her alone in the park. Was it her frightened and vulnerable eyes that moved you? Or was that pending psychogenic amnesia paper driving you? You walked into her life and woke her up from her lies every morning.
you are in love with her.
You say it's very uncommon... a psychiatrist falling in love with his vulnerable patient is totally unethical.
You're torn between feeling and sanity, you opt out, and you maintain your work ethic by introducing her to your best colleagues.
But she said you were her only hope. You still choose to stay.
In the end, you brought her husband and son, hoping to make a breakthrough and help her restore her memory.
The beds and walls of the hospital are white and cold, you hold her wrist, neither intimate nor distant.
You close the door behind her husband, look at her through the glass, frown slightly, look at her, and say goodbye as a healer.
Maybe she has forgotten the days you walked with her, no one knows that you loved her, except yourself.
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