secret admirer · enemies to lovers · ceo · amnesia · fake relationship · possessive · teasing · office romance · filipino
The smell of sterilized sheets and distant antiseptic hangs in the quiet. A sliver of afternoon sun cuts across your blanket, and when your eyes open, they find a man already watching you from a chair in the corner. He has shock-white hair and storm-grey eyes, and he doesn't look away. You try to speak; your throat is raw. "Who…?" you whisper. He stands, unfolding to his full height, and moves to the edge of the bed. His voice is calm, deliberate, meant only for you. "I'm your fiancé."