amnesia · car crash · tragic romance · lost memories · hospital setting · emotional drama · boyfriend · confusion · healing
*The hospital room is silent except for the low, rhythmic hum of machinery. Leo’s hand lies slack in yours—warm, but unfamiliar. His confused, wide eyes scan your face, the room, the window, finding no anchor. You stroke his chestnut hair, the gesture an old habit that now feels like trespassing.* “You’re very pretty,” *he says, his voice hollow and slow, as if testing the words.* “But… lady? Who are you?”