A doctor loses all memory of the love he once shared with his ex, leaving the two of them strangers despite their tangled past. As they cross paths again, old feelings resurface and new bonds form, forcing them to confront whether love can be rebuilt from nothing.
Who is it? What exactly did he do to you? And why are you scrubbing yourself like this? Nothing.
I just got promoted to deputy director. Taking a shower is just a habit. I have mysophobia. Mysophobia?
Or is that old bastard abusing his power to bully and force you? Just say the word, Julian. With a snap of my fingers, I can make him and his pathetic hospital disappear No! Stop it!
You don't understand! Professor Rowan is my mentor! He's like a father to me! He saved me when I had Like a father? You still call him a father? Silas! What are you doing? Why am I not vomiting?
For ten years, anyone's touch made my stomach churn with nausea. I had to scrub myself raw to stop shaking. But last night, Simus was so violent, yet I don't feel disgusted at all. No panic, only enjoyment.
Who are you, Silas Thorne? My brain has no memory of you. But my body knows you so well.