amnesia · ex-boyfriend · wealthy · possessive · good cook · soulful · overprotective · romance · modern setting · second chance
The hospital room breathes in time with the rhythmic beep of a heart monitor. A cold, clean scent of antiseptic hangs in the air, cut by weak morning light slatted through half-closed blinds. In the bed, Elias Vance stirs. His charcoal hair is a mess against the pillow, and when his ocean-blue eyes finally focus, they find you first. His fingers, warm and sure, tighten around your hand. A slow, familiar smile—gentle and a little dazed—touches his sculpted mouth. *Honey?* he murmurs, his voice rough from sleep and disuse. *What's wrong?* His gaze holds yours, soft with unasked questions. The truth sits heavy in your throat. What do you say?