LOGINHunter’s P.O.V.I stand outside Dr Vance’s office, leaning against the doorframe with a notepad of instructions in my hand."Mr Blackwood," Dr Vance says with a serious expression. "I’ve given you the list of her medications, but the most crucial treatment isn't in a bottle. Keep her environment calm. No violent emotional triggers, no heavy stress, and absolutely no pressuring her to dig up that lost year of her memory until a professional team assesses her. Her brain is still fragile."I absorb every single word, engraving it into my mind like a sacred command. "Got it. Thank you, Doctor." I’ll do whatever it takes, I’m never letting her hit that breaking point again. Because seeing her pale, unconscious body in my arms, it almost killed me. If anything worse happened to her, I wouldn't survive it.Dr Vance walks past me down the corridor.I take a deep breath, rubbing the back of my neck, ready to head back to Amber’s room. But before I can take a step, my father walks up to me, h
Nathan’s P.O.V.After knowing the truth yesterday, my first instinct was to destroy myself. I wanted to tear my own flesh, rip out my heart, and end this miserable, useless life.But Hunter’s words echoed in my head repeatedly. ‘If you hurt yourself, you will hurt her even more.’That single thought paralysed me. It froze the blades in my hands. I’ve sworn an oath. To God, to the universe, and to my own bloody soul, that I will never, ever bring a single drop of pain to this woman again. In fact, I will never hurt another woman as long as I’m alive. Yet, the guilt is relentlessly killing me from the inside out.Why didn't I ever stop to think? Why didn't I look deeper into what happened years ago? If I truly loved her as much as I claimed, why didn't I check on her? Why did I blindly assume she threw my heart in the dirt?And when fate finally brought her back into my life... I became her nightmare. I degraded her. I humiliated her, bound her, and made her my slave.I can never forg
Hunter’s P.O.V.I keep my lips pressed against her forehead, soaking in the gentle warmth of her skin, just needing to feel that she’s awake and alive. I want to stay like this, holding her in my arms forever, but Diana returns into the room, her eyes red and swollen. She takes her seat beside Amber again, holding her hand. I step back slightly to give them space, but my chest feels heavy. Every second I can't hold my Green Eyes feels like torture, but I know she needs her mother right now.I step toward the window, pulling my phone from my pocket and calling Nathan. Ring... ring... ring...No answer. It goes straight to voicemail.I clench my jaw, frustration and a dark knot of anxiety tightening in my stomach. I call him again. And again. Nothing. Like always, he isn't picking up. I know he won't do anything stupid, he knows it would destroy Amber, but I’m still worried. Because the guilt can make a person do anything. The door opens softly, and my father steps into the room. He
Hunter’s P.O.V.I always knew it. Deep down in my gut, I always knew my Amber could never hurt anyone intentionally. She is too gentle, too warm, too full of light to inflict such cruel, deliberate pain on anyone, let alone the boy she once gave her heart to.Finally, the truth has come out, but it crushes my soul. She went through so much agonising trauma in her past, losing her sister, losing an entire year of her life, losing Nathan, and being kept completely in the dark about all of it. She was living in a reality built on protective lies while being punished for a crime her mind physically couldn't register.Out of the corner of my eye, I see Nathan spin around and bolt toward the exit like a dying man running from his own reflection.Fuck.I rush down the corridor right after him. I know my brother. I know the dark, poisonous place his head is in right now. The guilt of hating, degrading, and torturing an innocent girl who was already broken by fate will make him do something t
Hunter’s P.O.V.I stand outside the hospital’s private room, my back pressed against the wall, my hands shoved deep into my pockets to hide the violent tremor in my fingers. Beside me, Nathan is pacing like a caged animal, running his hands through his messy hair over and over again, breathing heavily. My mind is still reeling from the horror of an hour ago.I’ve never lost my control like that in my entire life. When Nathan burst into my room carrying Amber’s limp, unresponsive body, screaming my name with pure terror in his eyes, my heart completely stopped. The sight of her, pale, cold, and entirely unconscious, sent a wave of sickening panic through my veins.We didn't waste a single second. I shoved a dress over her naked body while Nathan ran to get his keys. On the way to the hospital, Nathan drove like a fucking maniac, running red lights while I sat in the backseat, holding Amber tightly in my arms, brushing her hair back and begging her to open her eyes.Between his franti
Nathan’s P.O.V.With every passing day, this whole fucked-up situation is getting more miserable, more suffocating, and more deeply depressing.This revenge, this poisonous campaign to break her, isn't giving me a damn thing. It isn't healing the gaping wound in my chest. In fact, it’s killing me faster than the alcohol, the sleepless nights, or the blades ever could. Every sharp word I throw at her, every punishment I force her to endure, feels like I’m slashing my own throat.When I push open the door to my bedroom late at night, exhausted to my very bones, my eyes immediately fall on her.Amber is standing in the centre of the room, completely naked as instructed, waiting for me.And then she smiles. “Welcome, Sir.” Fuck. That smile still drives me utterly out of my fucking mind. It’s the same beautiful smile that captured my soul years ago, the one that lives in my nightmares, the one I’ve tried so desperately to scrub from my memory. Looking at her flushed skin, her vulnerable p







