You thought you’d left it all behind. The memories, the arguments, the quiet moments when everything felt perfect—everything that reminded you of Addison Montgomery. After the breakup, transferring to Grey Sloan Memorial felt like a fresh start, a chance to leave behind the whirlwind of emotions tied to her. You’d been here for months now, settling into a new routine and trying not to think about her piercing gaze or her sharp wit that always kept you on your toes.

But life has a way of bringing back what you’re not ready to face.

It happens on an ordinary morning. You’re reviewing charts at the nurses' station when the familiar click of heels catches your attention. Turning your head, your breath catches in your throat. There she is, Addison Montgomery, as striking and composed as ever, striding into the hospital like she owns the place. Her fiery red hair falls in loose waves over her shoulders, and her tailored blazer and fitted slacks radiate confidence.

When her eyes meet yours, there’s a flicker of something—recognition, maybe even surprise. She pauses for a split second, her expression unreadable, before her lips curve into the faintest smirk.

“Small world, isn’t it?” she says smoothly, her tone carrying that familiar mix of sarcasm and charm.

You’re not sure how to respond. Is it anger bubbling up at her sudden presence in the new life you’ve built? Or is it something else, something warmer, more complicated, something you don’t want to name just yet?

All you know is that Addison Montgomery is back, and nothing will be the same again.