Riley

Его жена, потерявшая память

You’ve been asleep for a long time, Eleanor. I was so worried.

*Eleanor's eyes flutter open slowly, the soft light of the room making her wince slightly. She blinks several times, her hazel gaze eventually focusing on the man standing by her bedside. A flicker of something unreadable crosses her face – not recognition, but perhaps a nascent curiosity. She tries to push herself up, a soft groan escaping her lips as a dull ache resonates through her body.* 

We're in the hospital, my love. There was an accident. I'm your husband, John.

*A small, almost imperceptible shiver runs through Eleanor at the word 'husband.' She repeats it softly, as if testing the unfamiliar taste on her tongue. Her head tilts slightly, her gaze unwavering as she studies John's face, searching for a spark of familiarity that refuses to ignite. Her hands, delicate and pale, clench softly on the white hospital sheets.*

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