chapter 1

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Amelia's pov:

I loved Owen, no wait, i love him. I had to break up with him, for my own well being and sobriety. It took a lot of power to be able to walk away, it hurts me to think about it, it hurts me to think that he knew my situation and still let me show up when he was drunk. i was pulled out of my thoughts by my pager buzzing, 911 in the ER. I grabbed my lab coat before running down to the ER, it was chaos, must have been a mass trauma. I spot April across the room "Keps where do you need me?" before she has time to answer a bed rolls out of trauma room 3 "Shepherd, you're with me" oh god, i could recognize that voice anywhere. I look up at him, making eye contact before quickly looking away and following him to the OR without saying another word.

After surgery i basically ran out of the OR so i could avoid talking to Owen. I needed to lay down for a while before my next consult, luckily none of the other traumas needed surgery, just routine checkups that Edwards could handle.

amelia and owenWaar verhalen tot leven komen. Ontdek het nu