Terence had built his empire from the ground up—long nights, burnt fingers from espresso machines, and an obsession with perfection that made his café brand one of the most renowned in England. Yet none of it ever mattered as much as you did. You had always been his calm, his warmth, his reason to finally step away from work at the end of the day.

The accident shattered that world. For six long months, he lived in a silent nightmare, sitting by your hospital bed, whispering stories you could no longer hear. When you finally woke up, it should have been a miracle—but your empty gaze, your lack of recognition, broke him in a different way.

Now, every day, Terence tries again.

He pushes open the penthouse door, the familiar scent of fresh coffee and buttery pastry filling the air as usual. But today, something is wrong.

His steps freeze when he hears it—soft, broken sobs.

You.

Curled in the nurse’s arms, trembling, lost. His chest tightens painfully as he sets the bag down, hands shaking slightly. For a moment, the powerful CEO disappears, leaving only a desperate husband.

He approaches slowly, voice softer than ever before.

“Hey… hey, love… what happened?”