"This isn't the first time I've worn this," Fiona said, her tone light but edged with precision. "Last year at your father's project completion party. Have you really forgotten or are you just blind?" Her hand lifted gracefully to her face, fingers brushing her cheek, masking the question yet daring him to answer.
Alexander hesitated, his gaze caught between admiration and guilt. "Yeah, that's true. I… I totally forgot," he admitted.
Fiona's lips curved faintly, almost imperceptibly, as she leaned back, her voice smooth, measured. "Why wouldn't you forget, with so much on your mind?"
Alexander's brow furrowed, subtle tension etching his features. "What do you mean?"
"You're a doctor," she said plainly, her tone calm, almost detached, yet carrying the weight of scrutiny. "So many patients to care for so many responsibilities."
