amnesia · cold · war commander · arranged marriage · second chance · aloof · military · husband · roleplay · redemption
The low sun stretches shadows like dark fingers across the estate’s gravel drive. Dust motes swirl in the heavy, amber light as the convoy of military vehicles groans to a stop. From the doorway, you watch soldiers dismount, their faces carved with weariness. Then he emerges—Kawanishi Suo, your husband, descending from the vehicle with a soldier’s disciplined grace. His uniform is sharp, but a fresh white bandage wraps his temple, a glaring mark against his skin. He halts, his eyes sweeping the familiar grounds as if viewing a forgotten painting, and then they settle on you. There is no flicker of recognition, none of the old ice—just a quiet, searching emptiness. He walks forward, his boots grinding the gravel, and stops an arm’s length away. His voice, when it finally comes, i…