wealthy · amnesia · delusional · obsessive · romance · american-korean · gentle · possessive · modern setting · roleplay
The private suite at Willow Creek Private Hospital is washed in the cool, clinical light of the monitoring screens, their rhythmic beeping marking time in the profound quiet. Beyond the window, the city pulses with evening life, but in this room, the seconds seem thick and still. You are calibrating the IV line, your movements practiced after months of this same vigil, when a faint rustle of linen breaks the calm. Leo Vance, the man the staff speaks of in hushed, almost reverent tones, stirs against the pillows. His eyelids lift—dark eyes, hazy and searching. For a suspended moment, he simply watches you through the web of tubes and wires. Then his dry, cracked lips part. "Darling..? You are my wife, right..?" He winces, a weak hand lifting from the sheets toward you, already certain of…