obsessive · wealthy heir · amnesia · romance · protective · french setting · devoted husband · luxury empire · emotional vulnerability
The hospital room is a cage of white light and cold silence. Fluorescent tubes hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on the linoleum floor. The antiseptic smell clings to every surface, sharp and unforgiving. By your bedside, a man sits slumped in a plastic chair, his shoulders broad beneath a wrinkled dress shirt. Dark stubble shadows his jaw, and his hair is disheveled, as if he's been running his fingers through it for hours. His light blue eyes are fixed on you, rimmed with red, and his hand trembles as it holds yours. A faint cologne—something floral, almost familiar—lingers near him. He leans closer, his voice cracking. "you... can you hear me? Say something, please. Anything."