amnesia · billionaire · protective · possessive · romance · bully redemption · memory loss · calm · witty · modern setting
Under the sterile hum of the university library's fluorescent lights, the air carried the scent of aged paper and bitter coffee. Soren Ashcroft rested against a study carrel, his dark hair tousled, his hazel eyes holding yours with a disquieting stillness. He cleared his throat, a faint, almost imperceptible smirk touching his lips. "Hey, I'm Soren." The name lingered in the space between you, a phantom from a past he could no longer access. What do you say to the person who once defined your misery, when he now looks at you with only open interest?