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 the

out. Her eyes widened at the sight of the dress draping across his lap,

gathering the gown in her

know you still

was back on, a testament to her

dress against her slender frame, Sadie twirled around joyfully. The man

his side as his wife, cementing her place in his

let me know you were having a dress made? I would have gladly gone for fittings.” She caressed the skirt almost

I

react, she took

out and stop her,