I've always known Theo was a genius.
Watching him work in the ER, it was as if he was in his natural element—no chaos too overwhelming, no patient too complicated.
The night was still young, but the air was already thick with the scent of antiseptic and the quiet hum of machines doing their work.
I was shadowing him as part of my law elective, but honestly, I was just trying to stay out of the way. The gravity of the situation was all too real in the emergency room.
I'd heard the stories, of course—long shifts, trauma cases, the kind of stuff that would make most people run for the hills.
But Theo? Theo was calm, collected, and laser-focused.
"You're taking it all in?" Theo's voice cut through my thoughts. He was a few feet away, consulting a nurse about a patient's chart.
"Yeah, it's... intense," I said, eyes wide.
