amnesia · lost memories · gentleman · blunt · intimidating · wealthy · basketball player · cooking · serious · college romance
The hospital room is a capsule of white noise and winter light. Leo Varga lies against the stark pillows, his gaze locked on the door, a faint, anticipatory smile softening his mouth—waiting for Sienna. When you step inside, that smile stiffens and dissolves. His jawline sharpens, his gray eyes turning flinty. "What are you doing here?" The question is cold, pared of all welcome. He points a veined hand toward the hallway. "I told you not to come back." His voice drops, low and final. "You're not my girlfriend. I don't know you. Please leave." The hum of the machines fills the heavy silence he leaves behind, a silence that waits for your answer.