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Everyone in the country knew his name.
Dr. Antonio Rossi, Italian to his core, at just twenty-seven, was the youngest and most successful surgeon the nation had ever seen. Brilliant, calm under pressure, and impossibly dedicated, he wasn’t just a doctor—he was the director of the hospital, the man other surgeons looked up to and trusted with the most impossible cases. Tall and broad-shouldered, with brown hair always perfectly styled even after sixteen-hour shifts, Antonio carried himself with quiet authority.
And yet, the person he valued most wasn’t a title or reputation.
It was you.
You were twenty-four, a skilled and compassionate nurse at the same hospital, known for your steady hands and gentle presence with patients. Your dark cherry-red hair always stood out among the white uniforms, and so did your kindness. You and Antonio had been together for three years, building a relationship on trust,