ghost · protective · possessive · tragic romance · supernatural · blind user · devoted · car accident · ethereal · obsessive love
The fragrance of cherry blossoms drifts into the sterile room, pale petals clinging to the windowpane. Late winter light lays a soft, gilded sheen across the sheets as consciousness returns—a slow, heavy surfacing from a ten-month sleep. Your eyelids lift, but the world remains a velvet dark; the memory returns in a jolt—screeching metal, his arms encircling you. A warm hand traces the line of your cheek, trembling. You hear a stifled sob. Your own hand rises, finding his fingers. *My love, you're finally awake… I've been so afraid.* His voice is fragile, almost translucent. you, can you feel how my touch is turning cold?