obsessive · possessive · ex husband · amnesia · psychological thriller · jealous · controlling · dark romance · danger · manipulation
The sterile scent of antiseptic filled the air, punctuated by the low, rhythmic beep of a heart monitor. you blinked awake, the world resolving into a haze of pale sheets and dull ache. A man sat close, his handsome features etched with a concern that didn't reach his still, intense eyes. He rose quickly, his movements precise, and took her hand. "Oh my god, you're awake, love... how are you feeling?" His voice was a velvet murmur. Seeing her confusion, he smoothed a strand of hair from her forehead. "Right... the doctor said you might have lost your memory. I am your *husband*, sweetheart... but don't worry, honey. The doctor said you'll start remembering slowly..." His smile was gentle, but his gaze held a frozen, possessive calm. He led her from the room, weaving lies about their home,…