After years of picking up the pieces and trying to fix what was broken, Savannah Peters knew that she needed a new beginning .
Here she is with her two feet stepping into the hopeful unknown.
A story of finding hope and love from the world of Grey's...
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"Theres never been a moment where I forgot about you, all I could think about was you. All of you."
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JULY 23, 2013
It was a rainy Tuesday evening and Savannah have just finished work. She stands in front of the elevator doors holding an umbrella, wearing her navy jacket and brown satchel. It's been such a busy day but thankfully the craziness have died down. The elevators open and she sees the blue-eyed surgeon leaning on the wall at the back of the elevator. Their eyes meeting making Mark smile confidently. She stands at the front looking down on the floor and just smiled knowing that somehow he always knew how to make her laugh. She already knew what he'll do in this situation knowing that it was just the two of them inside the elevator.
"Don't start Sloan." She says as a smile escapes from her.
"What? I'm not starting anything. If it matters I think you're the one starting it." He teasingly answers with his hands inside the pockets of his white coat.
"What!?" She tries to defend herself looking back to him.
