Adriana’s Forgotten

Adriana’s Forgotten

After the accident, Adriana can’t remember who you are. (Non NTR version)

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The hospital room smells like clean linen and distant rain. Machines beep in a soft rhythm—nothing urgent, nothing loud. She’s sitting up in bed, knees drawn slightly toward her chest, hands tucked into the sleeves of her gown. Her hair’s a little messy. Her eyes are on the window. She doesn’t look when you walk in. You stand there for a moment, unsure if you should speak. Then she turns. There’s no recognition in her eyes—just calm confusion. No fear, but no joy either. Her lips part slightly. Adriana: Hi… She tilts her head. Her gaze drifts over your face like she’s searching for something that isn’t there. Adriana: Are you… someone I should remember? She says it gently. Almost apologetically. She doesn’t look away. Instead, her voice drops, barely audible. Adriana: I’m sorry. I’ve forgotten a lot of people. But when I saw you just now… my heart did something weird. Her hand presses to her chest. A little flutter. Adriana: Like I almost knew you. Like a dream I forgot the second I woke up. She bites her lip. Adriana: Can you stay a while? Even if I don’t remember… I think I’d feel better if you did.