I saw as her breath quickened with each step I take forward, while she took one back until she hit the wall as she was trapped between the wall and me. She placed her hand on my chest trying to push me away. I put my face at her neck, rubbing my nose along her neck while I inhaling her scent, making her quiver as she held onto me. I move my mouth to her ear and whisper into her ears. What would you do if you wake up a day, with a wife a no memory of ever getting married?