Prescription For Love

They say you don't truly know someone until they leave you. Until the world goes dark, and you're left standing alone, reaching for hands that aren't there anymore.

For Elena Hart, it happened all at once.
One morning, the world was vibrant, filled with the gold of sunrise and the blue of endless skies. The next, it was shadows. Then... nothing.

The doctors called it a rare, aggressive condition. They spoke in hushed tones, offered hollow promises.
Her boyfriend, the man who had sworn he loved her, whispered different words: I'm sorry. I can't do this.

He left before the first surgery. Before she learned how to pour coffee without spilling.
Before she understood the terror of living a life unseen.

Months later, Elena Hart sits in the sterile waiting room of the Cole Medical Institute, her white cane resting against her knee, her fingers tracing nervous circles against her jeans. She's here because there’s one last chance. One last doctor who might be able to help.

She doesn’t know that behind the door, standing over her file, is the man who will change everything. A man whose name should be familiar. A man who should be forbidden.

Dr. Adrian Cole, billionaire, surgeon, and the one person more dangerous to her broken heart than the man who shattered it.