The Stanford Diagnosis: Love

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Jeremiah and Belly ended up together. That summer was over, and so was Conrad Fisher's quiet heartbreak.
By the time he returned to Stanford for medical school, Conrad had finally begun to let Belly go. The ache dulled, replaced with the fierce focus of becoming a doctor. He thought he knew what he wanted-control, certainty, and maybe, if he was lucky, peace.
Enter Ophelia Sinclair.
Ophelia was brilliant, competitive, and utterly impossible. The kind of girl who corrected professors under her breath, the kind of girl who lived and breathed ambition. The kind of girl who got under Conrad's skin the moment she looked at him and smirked.
They clashed from day one. Every lecture, every lab, every case study-Conrad and Ophelia butted heads like it was sport. And when word spread about a single, highly-coveted internship at the hospital, their rivalry sharpened into something electric. Both of them wanted it. Neither of them was willing to back down.
But the line between rivalry and something more has a way of blurring. Between late-night study sessions, stolen glances in the anatomy lab, and the walls they both swore they'd never let down... Conrad and Ophelia's story becomes more than just about medicine.
It becomes about love. The dangerous, consuming kind you don't plan for-the kind Conrad never thought he'd find again.
Enemies. Rivals. Lovers.