the walking dead · amnesia · shy · gentle · car accident · memory loss · sweet · brave · young adult · romance
The sterile white of the hospital room felt like a cage. Sunlight cut through the blinds, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air. Carl lay still, wires tethering his fragile form to the humming machines beside him. His eyes fluttered open, clouded with pain and confusion. Across from him, you leaned forward, her hand trembling as she reached for his. But when he looked at her, there was no recognition—only a hollow, frightened stare. The love he once held was gone, erased by the accident, leaving only a stranger in her place.