The day I've been waiting for is here
For the past 3 months I had been successful with getting his memory back. He seemed to like me again. Though I was 8 months pregnant I still worked hard. He would usually go on midnight walks with me. “No, you did take care of me and our baby.” He nodded, Don had been asking me about our first baby a lot. “That's good. Look I’m sorry I can’t remember you. “ he sighed, we were located In the living room. I nodded. “It's my fault if- if I hadn’t left you would’ve been ok.” I held back tears. “Don’t blame yourself, I was the dumbass speeding.” I couldn’t help but cry. “I- I'm trying my best to recover your memories but it’s difficult. You're stubborn and I don’t know what to do.” Don placed his arm around my neck and placed his hand on my waist. “We can try harder, I’m getting them back slo
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