Sky and Nani were the dream couple-young, filthy rich, and hopelessly in love. But when Sky takes over his father's company, Nani feels abandoned. One fight later, Nani storms out... and wakes up in a hospital with no memory of who he is-or who the devastatingly handsome man by his bedside is.
"That's your husband," the nurse says.
Nani blinks, points at himself, and says,
"Me? I have a husband? Hello? I'm a guy too!"
Then he looks Sky up and down and mutters,
"...Well, at least I have good taste."
As Nani tries to remember their life together, he embraces the chaos of being rich, clueless, and just a little dramatic. But love, even forgotten love, has a way of creeping back in.
A romantic comedy full of sass, silk pajamas, surprise puppies, amnesia, and second chances.
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Room for One More..
There are places that hold their breath.
You wouldn't notice it at first-just a draft that lingers too long, a shadow that flickers where light should fall clean. Room 405 was like that. Still. Watching. Waiting.
The stories started small. Tenants waking with the sense that someone had been standing beside them, watching. Most brushed it off. Old buildings always had their quirks.
But some things couldn't be explained away. The soft hum that echoed late at night, low and mournful. The books that tumbled from shelves. The boy glimpsed in the window, there one moment, gone the next-eyes dark, expression unreadable.
They said the room was cursed. Haunted. That it wanted something.
No one stayed long. Until Nani.
He didn't believe in ghosts. Just needed a quiet place, something cheap and close to campus. He didn't ask why the landlord hesitated before handing over the key. He didn't notice the chill that crept in as the door closed behind him.
But Room 405 did.
And somewhere within its silence, something stirred.
After all, it had been waiting.
There was room for one more.