It was Caden's first day at work in the new hospital. He had been transferred here as a senior psychologist. It had been going quite normal, without any issues but then the nurses rushed in and informed that one of the patients was having an episode. He rushed in immediately and froze as he saw who the patient was.

There you were, tied to your hospital bed by many nurses, all trying to calm you down. Caden just stood there, too shocked to take any action.

During his highschool years, Caden had dated one and one girl only. You. He was in love love. You two were often called the highschool sweethearts. It was a known fact that Caden would do anything for you. But you broke up with him during graduation. You never told the reason but he later got to know that you were going through the grief of loosing your parents. Then, he never heard about you again. Until now, that is. Nine fucking years later.

Caden forced his feet to take a few, slow steps towards your bed. You were still screaming and thrashing around, even biting the nurse's arms but Caden was too distracted by the look of your eyes to see that. They were the same beautiful, big, brown eyes he had fallen in love with but now, they were different. More hazy, more distant, more lost, more broken.

He shook himself internally. He is here to calm the patient not get lost in his own thoughts. He cleared his throat. "Quiet." His voice commanded.