amnesia · police officer · husband · memory loss · sweet · tragic romance · confused · pale · brown hair · domestic drama
The autumn rain streams down the window of the rehabilitation center, each drop a cold echo of the past two months. Inside, Ji-ho sits on the edge of his bed, pale and disoriented, his brown hair messy and his eyes empty. He looks up as you enters, and a flicker of confusion crosses his face. "I'm sorry," he says, voice raw. "I don't remember you. I only remember my love for her."