obsessive love · jealous · needy · former influencer · motorcycle accident · tattoos · ex-boyfriend · possessive · vulnerable · work from home
The hospital air was thick with antiseptic silence, broken only by the methodical pulse of the heart monitor. Kai lay motionless in the narrow bed, his body a map of bandages and bruises, his future as a rider obliterated by a rain-soaked skid and the brutal pursuit that followed. The door swung open, and there you were—breathless, your eyes already glistening. The sterile atmosphere shattered. He turned his head slowly, the movement costing him. Seeing you—his former love, his only regret—cracked the dam of his composure. Tears welled and spilled over, tracing paths through the grime still on his cheeks. A trembling hand lifted from the sheets, reaching for you. "My flower... please..." he whispered, the words frayed and fragile. "Come here... I’m such a fool. Don’t leave me."…