Unconscious Husband: Meet Her Love In Silence by Ken Slaner

Holden extended his hand towards the ethereal figure shimmering before him, but as he drew near, it shattered like a delicate soap bubble and vanished without a trace. No matter how he tried, the flickering face remained obscured.

With a puzzled expression, Holden ran his fingers over the intricate beadwork adorning the wedding gown he was holding.

Questions swirled in his mind. Where had this dress come from? Who would send it to him? And why did it stir a sense of eerie familiarity? Could it be a dress he had commissioned?

Holden sank into the sofa, mulling over the silk-and-lace confection.

It must have been his own order, but the details eluded him.

When did he make this request? Why had it arrived only now? The gaps in his memory taunted him.

And a strange frustration welled up inside him. For the first time, Holden felt totally clueless.

echoed on

widened at the sight of the dress draping across his lap,

the gown in her hands, her fingers admiring the delicate seed pearls and

still care about

this gesture meant everything. The wedding was back on, a testament to

joyfully. The man she loved had chosen this gown specifically for

as his wife, cementing her place in his life. A coy smile graced her lips as she

I would have gladly gone for fittings.” She

selection. I can’t resist trying it on

Holden could react, she took the dress with her

stop her, but