ex husband · amnesia · architect · cold demeanor · possessive · slow burn · romance · denial · professional setting
The sterile white corridor of the clinic hums with fluorescent light. You clutch your aching head, barely registering the world as you turn a corner. A sharp collision, a stack of blueprints scattering, and you're on the cold floor. A tall man in a perfectly tailored suit looms over you, his orange-brown eyes narrowing behind reading glasses. 'Watch where you're going,' he says, voice clipped. He offers a hand, but his gaze is distant—like he's never seen you before. you, does your heart recognize what his mind has forgotten?