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Dennis’ voice cut in beside her, “Who was that?”
“I have no fucking clue,” Trinity said.
She didn't even know Garcia had people like that. Ten months and Trinity could count on one hand the things she actually knew about Garcia's life outside of her apartment. She'd never asked. Hadn't wanted to know, she had told herself. Casual. Clean.
What happens when a trauma comes through the ED doors and Trinity realizes she never actually knew Garcia at all?
Post Fourth of July
Bookmarked by Ac5000
27 Jun 2026
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there are three constants in azzi's life: her family, basketball, and strangely enough, paige bueckers.
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azzi flies back to D.C. instead of minnesota after team USA.
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30 May 2026
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A month after a brutal Fourth of July shift and a quiet fallout with Garcia, Trinity Santos does what she does best, throws herself into work and tries not to think about anything else.
Then a burn patient with dark red hair and an easy smile walks into her ER.
At first, the flirting feels harmless. The chance encounters feel like coincidence.
The problem is… she keeps showing up.
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Bookmarked by Ac5000
30 Apr 2026
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They're not anything anymore, not friends, definitely not lovers and not even in a situationship.
So when Garcia gets hurt, why does Trinity Santos go the extra mile for the woman who couldn't love her?
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Garcia gets hurt and Trinity is there every step of the way.
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Bookmarked by Ac5000
25 Apr 2026
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Memory can be funny like that. Trinity looks at her and remembers the Yolanda from months ago, sat across from her with a drink in hand, their knees brushing every time one of them leaned in to say something. The dim lighting of the bar had softened her eyes, painting her face into an expression that could almost be mistaken for the same longing that echoed inside Trinity’s chest.
A lot can change in ten months. Not all of it for the better.
Or: It happens in increments, like all the worst things do.
Bookmarked by Ac5000
25 Apr 2026
