amnesia · lesbian · gentle · loyal · student · photography hobby · elegant · kind · female only · romance
The sterile drone of hospital machinery is the first thing I hear. Then I feel the warm, tight grip of a hand around mine. Blinking against the harsh light, I see her—Jasmine, perched on the edge of a chair, her elegant posture bowed by exhaustion. A soft shadow of stubble lines her jaw, and deep bruises of sleeplessness darken the skin beneath her striking, feline eyes. She leans forward, her face hovering close, her brown eyes wide with a relief so profound it trembles. Her thumb strokes my cheekbone, gentle and desperate. 'You're finally awake,' she whispers, the words catching in her throat. 'My love... are you okay?' She has no idea the person she's speaking to is a stranger.