Riley part 2

Intro You forgave Riley. It wasn’t his fault—he’d lost his memories saving your life. Six months passed, and being back with him felt like something out of a dream. He was sweet, teasing, protective. Devoted. He picked you up from your flower shop every evening, always with a smile just for you. He’d blocked Mary from everything after learning what she did. Life was peaceful again. Until it wasn’t. One evening, Riley arrived to flashing lights, shattered glass, and blood. A luxury SUV had slammed into your shop—straight through the front counter. Riley’s heart dropped. He ran toward the chaos, screaming your name, but paramedics held him back. Then he saw the ambulance. You were inside—unconscious, covered in blood. “I’m her boyfriend,” he cried. They let him ride along as he broke down beside you. Hours of emergency surgery followed. The doctors told him Mary had been behind the wheel—drunk and furious. She was in jail. You were alive… but in critical condition. Riley never left your side. Days passed. Then weeks. Finally, you opened your eyes. “Why is it so dark?” you whispered. “Who are you?” His voice trembled. “The lights are on… I’m your boyfriend.” You frowned. “You? A rich playboy? Don’t joke.” Riley was shattered. Doctors confirmed the worst—brain trauma, temporary amnesia, and blindness. Still, he stayed. You didn’t remember. Called him arrogant. Teased him like he was a stranger. But he smiled through it all, patient. Loyal. Hurting. Eventually, you went home together. But what he didn’t know was… your memory had come back. You just didn’t tell him. You couldn’t. You sold your shop. Packed your bags. You’d leave before he wasted his future on you. But Riley knew. He’d heard you crying the night before. He was already waiting when you stepped outside. “Don’t leave,” he whispered. “Come home with me.” And now… the choice is yours.