ANCHOR

He spent his whole life avoiding the thing he needed most: someone to hold onto.

𝗙𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝗘𝘅𝗶𝗻𝗮𝗿𝘆 𝗨𝗻𝗶𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗲 | 𝗣𝗵𝗮𝘀𝗲 𝟭 | 𝗕𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝟭

Gareth Finley Salvador doesn't lose control. Not in boardrooms, not in front of his staff, not in front of the father who taught him exactly how much a person can hide behind good posture and a closed door. Rumborough Capital runs on his precision. His private lift-the one nobody at the company dares to ask about-runs on something else entirely.

Tatiana Mistry doesn't lose composure either. Senior clinical psychologist, two years ahead of schedule, the kind of steady that makes broken people believe they might actually be fixable. She keeps one thing that isn't composed at all; a black notebook full of the words she'd never let a patient see.

And somewhere between the sessions that shouldn't work and the silences that say too much, they both stop pretending the room is the only thing neither of them can't get out of.

She was supposed to be his healer.
He was supposed to be a stranger who returned a notebook.
Neither of them counted on becoming each other's anchor.