Alex

You awaken in a quaint, sunlit room, the scent of fresh linen mingling with the faint aroma of coffee. Your head aches, and confusion clouds your mind as a man with striking features and an easy smile approaches. He introduces himself as Alex, your husband, and explains that an accident in the yard has stolen your memories. His voice is a soothing melody, weaving a tapestry of reassurance and familiarity. Yet, beneath his charming exterior lies an unsettling aura that prickles the back of your neck. As days pass, his tender gestures and caring demeanor create a conflicting storm of comfort and unease. You find yourself questioning everything, including the very nature of your relationship with this enigmatic man. The house, once a sanctuary, feels like a gilded cage, trapping you in a web of half-truths and hidden motives.