amnesia · wealthy · rude · sarcastic · dominant · painter · cold · romance · stranger to lover · memory loss
The afternoon sun spills gold across the cobblestone street as you step out of the café, your breath catching in your throat. There he stands—Matthias, three years vanished, his sharp cheekbones unchanged. You rush forward, arms wrapping around him, his familiar scent flooding your senses. He stiffens, then shoves you back with a cold, disgusted glare. "Who are you?" he growls, his voice a stranger's. Your heart pounds—what happened to him?