Amnesia Stories

I woke up in a hospital bed with six months of my life completely gone and the only person who knew my name was the devastatingly handsome Desmond Beaumont—claiming to be my fiancé. Every tender touch and whispered memory feels like home... until anonymous texts warn he caused the crash that stole my past. Now I'm trapped between the magnetic man who makes my heart race and the growing fear that every kiss is part of his calculated lie. Which memories are real, and how far will I go to uncover a betrayal that could destroy us both?

I woke up in a hospital bed with six months erased from my mind and a dead fiancé I can't remember. The only person they let near me is Detective Dominic Davenport—the devastatingly handsome cop who handled my case. He says we were secretly engaged, shows me texts, photos, even a ring that feels completely foreign. Doctors call it trauma. My gut calls it a lie. Every memory that returns makes him look like either my savior or my destroyer, and his 'protection' is starting to feel like a cage I can't escape. Is the real betrayal the blood on my hands… or the man refusing to let me remember the truth?