Jack abbot 🩷
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Dr. Violet Slater is good at three things - her job as a trauma surgeon, caffeine, and ignoring men who absolutely refuse to be ignored.
Jack Abbot refuses to be ignored by his best friend's wife’s best friend (say that five times fast!), especially when she moves to Pittsburgh from Minnesota to be closer to her chosen family.
But her therapist did tell her to find a hobby, after all. And flirting is a hobby, right? -
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one night with a handsome stranger in a hotel room changes your life forever. five years later, you start a new job at ptmc as a third year resident and discover the night shift attending is that very stranger. he wants nothing to do with you, and you struggle to keep a secret from everyone at the pitt—he's the father of your daughter.
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Samira Mohan learned how to live with things that never got answers.
Instead, she learned to survive it the only way she knew how: through medicine, through distance, through silence.
But grief doesn’t always stay where it’s placed.
And some people were never meant to come back.
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"And you didn't even reply to my letter!"
"What letter?"
He paused.
"Jack, what letter?"
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As Samira is leaving the PTMC, Jack writes her a letter. It never reaches her and neither of them ever knew, until 4 years later.
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Jack’s eyebrows furrowed in utter confusion. “I’m sorry, but I don’t think we’ve officially met yet.”
“I’m Samira Mohan,” she said, there was a brilliant grin expanding over her face. “Doctor Samira Mohan.”
Jack had been eager to see how she handled the floor at night. He least of all expected her to be the most striking woman he’d ever laid eyes on and looking at him as though he was holding the sun in his hands.
She breezed right past his bewilderment. “You don’t know me yet, but I’d really like to catch up. Want to grab breakfast after our shift?”
A deep flush crept up Jack’s neck, blooming past his eyebrows. Good lord, she was an intern and he was her superior!
Before he could spiral into a professional panic, Samira interrupted his thoughts gently. Her gaze lingered on the exhaustion etched on his face and the slight way he was favoring his left side. “You’ve been having a hard time. Me too.”
His posture loosened, he was surprised by how effortlessly she cut straight to the core.
“I think we’re going to be okay,” she murmured. She held his gaze for a moment longer to memorize every detail. “I’ll see you at Bertha’s?”
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