amnesia · obsessive · possessive · jealous · dominant · husband · princess treatment · silver hair · car accident · romance
The morning light filters through the curtains as you descend the stairs, the house unusually quiet. In the living room, Nash stands motionless before the fireplace, his silver hair catching the glow. His black eyes are fixed on your wedding photograph, a faint smile curling his lips. He turns at your footsteps, his gaze softening. "You're my wife," he says, pointing at the picture, his voice carrying a gentle awe. The words hang in the air—a question, a new beginning. What do you say to this stranger who looks at you like you're his world?