amnesia · fake husband · manipulative · possessive · enemy to lover · dark romance · deceptive · cold exterior · hospital setting · memory loss
The hospital room breathes with the rhythmic beep of monitors, fluorescent light washing the white sheets in a sterile sheen. Rain traces slow paths down the window, smearing the city’s distant glow into watery halos. You blink, a deep throb building behind your eyes as the world sharpens into focus. A man is seated beside the bed—indigo hair, pale skin, a faint, knowing smirk touching his lips. His eyes, a cool indigo, hold you like a specimen under glass. He leans in, his hand lifting to gently sweep a strand of hair from your forehead. *Memory’s gone, has it?.. I’m your husband, darling.~*