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relapsing into you ╱ ©teenytinytiny 2026

you take a photo of a man on a hospital roof who gazes into the distance like he's finally found peace. jack abbot glances down and sees you on the street, camera angled upwards towards him and bike stood beside you. you find that you've slipped into one another's lives quietly, finding one another in odd places. your paths seem to cross, even if neither of you mean for it to happen, almost like your souls always find one another in the end. the hospital know you too now, the girl who fixes all their tech related problems in the middle of the night. you just can't seem to escape one another, even when you both try to stretch the distance pulling you two closer together using the present or the past as an excuse. sometimes, love takes miles.

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Camryn Wells wasn't trying to rebuild her life so much as outrun the version of it that nearly destroyed her. After a year and a half off the grid, nursing wounds no one could see and some that still ached like hell, she's back in Pittsburgh. Sort of. She's here for Gwen, the woman who adopted her, who's now fading into early-onset dementia. She's on night shift, working trauma at PTMC, trying to remember the nurse she used to be-and to convince her small army of overprotective siblings that she's fine now. That she's not the broken girl they saw in that hospital bed in Boston. Camryn is sunshine incarnate: bright-eyed, too kind, stubbornly hopeful, and despite everything, still believes in second chances. What she didn't plan on? Her new next-door neighbor just happens to be the gruff, quiet, unflinchingly calm ED attending who runs her shift with surgical precision... and dry quips that cut sharper than a scalpel. Dr. Jack Abbot doesn't do distractions. Not from interns. Not from administration. And definitely not from the impossibly cheerful nurse who crash-landed into his backyard and, somehow, into his life. Guarded, fiercely competent, and more at ease in chaos than comfort, Jack prefers solitude-until Camryn. With her pastel mugs, man-hating cat, and maddening habit of calling him out with a smile, she worms her way into every corner of his neatly boxed-off world. She's not what he expected. And he's exactly what she wasn't ready for. But on the night shift, where everything broken comes through the door eventually, maybe they'll both learn healing doesn't always look like what you thought.

I cannot seem to to contort myself back into the shape of a dutiful child. I am coming unraveled. I am coming undone.