A man once admired for his beauty and wealth, Adrian Lancaster, loses everything when he contracts a mysterious virus that alters his appearance. His ex-lover abandons him, his family shuns him, and the world treats him like a curse. Heartbroken and weary, Adrian vanishes from society, choosing isolation over the cruel judgment of those who once adored him. He wanders until he stumbles upon a small, remote village, where he hopes to disappear forever. However, the villagers, just like the rest of the world, treat him as an outcast—except for Elara Whitmore, a quiet yet strong-willed woman who lives alone on the village outskirts, caring for injured and abandoned animals. Elara sees something in Adrian that reminds her of her own painful past. She reaches out to help him, but he rejects her kindness again and again, too wounded by betrayal to believe in compassion. Yet Elara refuses to give up. Slowly, her warmth and persistence break through his defenses, and Adrian begins to trust her. As time passes, their connection deepens, and Adrian's condition begins to improve—not through medicine, but through Elara’s love and care. She becomes his light in the darkness, and he, in turn, finds himself drawn to her in ways he never expected. But the world is not done testing them. A cruel villager, bitter and envious, seeks to drive Adrian away, and just when he finds happiness, his ex-lover returns, desperate to reclaim him now that he is healing. Adrian must decide—does he return to the life he lost, or embrace the love that saved him?
Lihat lebih banyakAdrian had spent years convincing himself that he was untouchable, unreachable. That love, warmth, and comfort were luxuries meant for others, never for him. But last night… Last night, she had shattered that belief. And now, in the light of day, he didn’t know how to face it. The first rays of morning sunlight streamed through the small cottage window, casting a golden glow over the room. The storm had passed, leaving the air fresh and cool. Everything was quiet, save for the distant chirping of birds greeting the new day. The world had moved on as if nothing had happened, but Adrian knew better. He shifted slightly, the warmth of the blanket wrapping around him as he opened his eyes. The familiar sight of the wooden ceiling met his gaze, but there was something different today—something that sent his heart into a slow, steady ache. Then it hit him. The kiss. His body tensed as the memory surfaced. Her soft lips, the way she had leaned into him, the way her fingers had foun
Adrian had always thought of emotions as a weakness. He had learned the hard way that caring too much, hoping too much, only led to pain. But with her, things were different. She had crept past his walls, little by little, until he no longer knew how to push her away. And that terrified him. Because if he let himself get too close… he wasn’t sure if he would survive losing her. The air was thick with the scent of rain. Heavy clouds rolled across the sky, casting long shadows over the village. Adrian stood near the stable, watching as she carefully brushed one of the horses. “It’s going to rain soon,” he said. She glanced up, offering a small smile. “I know.” She didn’t seem concerned, but Adrian had spent enough time alone to recognize the way the wind shifted before a storm. “You should come inside before it gets worse,” he said. She laughed softly. “Are you worried about me, Adrian?” He frowned. “I just don’t want you getting caught in the rain.” She tilt
For years, Adrian had convinced himself that solitude was the only way to survive. He had been abandoned, betrayed, and cast aside, so he built walls—thick and unyielding. But now, with her, those walls were beginning to crack. And that terrified him. Because if he let himself trust again… what if it all came crashing down? The first light of dawn spilled over the horizon, painting the sky in soft hues of pink and orange. The crisp morning air carried the scent of damp earth and freshly cut hay. Adrian stood by the wooden fence, watching her as she moved through her morning routine. She was already hard at work, her small hands gathering eggs from the chicken coop. Loose strands of hair framed her face, catching in the gentle morning breeze. There was a quiet ease to her movements, a peaceful rhythm that belonged solely to her. Adrian leaned against the fence, arms crossed over his chest. It had been weeks since he had first arrived here—wounded, angry, lost. And yet
Adrian had spent his life running—from his past, from people, from the fear of being hurt again. But now, something was changing. The walls he had so carefully built were cracking, letting warmth seep through in ways he never expected. And it was all because of her. But how long could he let himself feel this way before the fear swallowed him whole? The morning arrived with a soft golden hue spilling through the windows. The storm from the night before had passed, leaving behind the scent of wet earth and fresh grass. The sound of birds chirping filled the air, the world waking up in quiet harmony. Adrian woke up feeling... strange. For the first time in a long time, his body didn’t feel weighed down by exhaustion or bitterness. His mind, though still tangled with thoughts, was not as loud as it usually was. He sat up in bed, rubbing a hand over his face before shifting his gaze toward the window. The view was pe
Adrian had spent years shielding himself from the world, convincing himself that emotions were nothing more than a burden. But now, as he sat beside her, his fingers still entwined with hers, he realized something he hadn’t allowed himself to feel in a long time. Warmth. Not the fleeting warmth of fire or the sun against his skin. But a deeper, quieter warmth—the kind that settled in the heart and refused to let go. And it terrified him. The fire crackled softly, its flickering light casting shifting shadows on the walls. Outside, the rain continued to fall, a rhythmic tapping against the wooden roof. Adrian knew he should pull away. But he didn’t. Her fingers were small against his, yet there was a quiet strength in the way she held on, as if she knew he was on the verge of retreating. “You don’t have to say anything,” she murmured. Her voice was soft, carrying no expectat
Adrian had spent years convincing himself that he didn’t need anyone. That trust was a weakness, and love was nothing more than a cruel illusion. But now, in the quiet moments between him and her, something inside him was shifting. It was terrifying. Because the more time he spent with her, the more he felt himself slipping—his carefully built walls cracking under the weight of her warmth. And he didn’t know how to stop it. The morning air was crisp, carrying the scent of damp earth after the night’s rain. Mist curled over the rolling hills, stretching far beyond the wooden fence that enclosed the small farm. The sky was painted in soft hues of pink and gold, signaling the beginning of a new day. Adrian stood alone on the porch, his arms crossed over his chest. His gaze was distant, locked onto the horizon where the sun was slowly rising. The world around him felt untouched, peaceful even. But inside his mind, a
Adrian was changing. He could feel it.For so long, he had been trapped in a body that was no longer his own, shunned by the world that once adored him. But now, something new was unraveling within him, something foreign yet intoxicating.It was her.The way she looked at him. The way she saw him—not as a man cursed by fate, but as someone worthy of care.It terrified him.Because the moment he let himself believe it, the moment he let her in… he would never be able to go back.The morning was crisp, the air damp from the previous night's storm. Clouds lingered in the sky, whispering the promise of more rain.Adrian stood on the porch, staring at the endless stretch of wilderness before him. His body ached, not just from the remnants of the virus but from something deeper—an exhaustion that no amount of sleep could cure.A part of him still didn’t trust the warmth creeping into his chest.His mind was at war with itself. One side screamed at him to keep his distance, to protect himsel
The days continued to pass, but something between them had changed. The air was different—heavier, charged with something neither of them could name. Adrian wasn’t sure when it had started, but he felt it. And so did she. Even though he tried to fight it, the walls he had built so carefully were starting to crumble. It had been raining again. The sky was still gray, heavy with the promise of another storm. The ground was damp, and the scent of wet earth clung to the air as Adrian stepped outside, inhaling deeply. The fresh air felt good. He had spent too many days inside, confined to the small cabin, suffocated by his own weakness. But stepping out into the world didn’t make him feel better—it only reminded him of how much had changed. His body ached. Not from the virus, but from something deeper, something that refused to heal. Adrian had always been strong, always in control. Now, he could barely walk for more than a few minutes without feeling drained. It frustrated him. No
The days that followed were different. There was an unspoken shift between them, something delicate but undeniable. For the first time in a long time, Adrian wasn’t just existing—he was living. And it terrified him. The morning was peaceful, the kind of stillness that came before the world truly woke up. The air was crisp, and the faint scent of pine lingered as Adrian stepped outside. She was already awake. He found her by the garden again, kneeling in the dirt with her sleeves rolled up. A few strands of hair had fallen loose from her braid, framing her face as she carefully tended to the plants. He didn’t announce his presence, but she seemed to sense him anyway. “You should be resting,” she said without looking up. Adrian leaned against the wooden railing of the cabin’s porch, crossing his arms. “So should you.” She smiled softly, brushing the dirt off her hands before standing. “I like taking care of things.” Adrian wasn’t sure why, but the way she said it made his che
Adrian Lancaster had everything a man could desire—wealth, power, and an undeniable charm that made people turn their heads the moment he entered a room. Women admired him, men envied him, and the world seemed to bend at his feet. Wherever he went, he was treated like a king, adored for his breathtaking beauty and the effortless confidence he carried.Tonight was no different. The grand ballroom of the Lancaster estate was alive with music and chatter, glittering under the golden chandeliers. His fiancée, Seraphina Vale, clung to his arm, dressed in a stunning sapphire gown that complemented her delicate features. “You truly are the most handsome man I’ve ever seen,” she whispered against his ear, her lips curling into a smile.Adrian smirked, reveling in the way her eyes glowed with admiration. “And you, my love, are the most exquisite woman in this room.”They were perfect together—at least, that’s what the world believed. People often spoke of them as the ideal couple, envying thei...
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