Their love was genuine and pure, but fate poisoned that red string. Yesterday was his mistake, today is his second chance, and tomorrow will be their forever.
"I walked through hell once, I'd do it again for you."
Dean fell in love with her across the courtroom, Laura fell in love with his growly temper, but circumstances beyond their control tore them apart.
Two years later, and he still doesn't remember.
Doesn't remember the man he put into a coma, doesn't remember the trial, and can't fucking remember why the teary look on her face breaks him or who she is.
He does remember vividly how he much he wants to touch her on the hospital bed with beeping vitals from his heart.
"I'm sorry, I mistook you for someone else." she had said and then she was gone like the wind.
Dean doesn't know how he feels when he sees her again; he wants to be angry at her for making him feel a roller coaster of emotions, wants to know why she means so much to him without knowing her.
He wants to love her, and he does, since the beginning and he never stopped.
Author's Note: Y'all know what the rules are. Insta-love, HEA, and no cheating. This story leans more towards fluffy sweetness than steamy naughtiness, but I would never leave you hanging. Of course I have some filthiness in there. Enjoy this ride of second chances and self-indulgence.
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