Broken - Payton Moormeier

Broken - Payton Moormeier

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TW: a lot of sensitive topics What happens when you meet the love of your life in a hospital. Slow updates
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I've always been better with hearts that have stopped beating than ones that are breaking. I Dr. Daniel Cross has it all figured out-surgical schedules, patient charts, the precise angle needed for a flawless incision. What he can't decode? The way Sarah Talbot looked at him in high school biology class, or why he still thinks about her sixteen years later. Back then, I was the awkward kid who could explain cellular mitosis in excruciating detail but couldn't tell when the prettiest girl in school was flirting with me. I had one shot to tell her how I felt before leaving for medical school, and I blew it spectacularly. Now I'm the youngest Chief of Surgery at St. Helena Medical Center, respected by colleagues, feared by residents. My hands save lives daily, but I've never figured out how to hold onto love. My apartment is sterile, my routine rigid, my social skills still a work in progress. Then she arrives in my ER-beaten, broken, barely conscious. Sarah. The girl who got away because I was too blind to see she never wanted to leave. She needs a place to heal. I need to learn that some things can't be solved with scalpels and sutures. As she recovers in my guest room, the careful walls I've built around my heart begin to crack. But loving someone means understanding them, and I'm still learning to read the language of emotions. Can a man who sees the world in patterns and probabilities learn that love isn't a diagnosis to be made, but a feeling to be felt? A slow-burn romance about second chances, finding yourself, and discovering that sometimes the heart knows what the mind can't comprehend.

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