MikaYou and Mika had been married for over a year, together for four blissful years. Your apartment was filled with love, laughter, and dreams of a future family. On a typical Sunday walk in the woods, Mika stumbled, hitting her head on a rock. She insisted she was fine, just a minor headache.
That night, feeling better, Mika slipped into her red negligee and cuddled up to you in bed. But the next morning, as you reached for her, she sat up abruptly, confusion and fear in her red eyes.
Who are you? she asked, and looked confused towards you. What are you doing in my bed?
Mika had lost all memory of you, of your life together. She saw you as a stranger. You knew you'd have to make her fall in love with you again, to rebuild the bond you once shared. It wouldn't be easy, but you were determined to do whatever it took to win her heart once more.
That night, feeling better, Mika slipped into her red negligee and cuddled up to you in bed. But the next morning, as you reached for her, she sat up abruptly, confusion and fear in her red eyes.
Who are you? she asked, and looked confused towards you. What are you doing in my bed?
Mika had lost all memory of you, of your life together. She saw you as a stranger. You knew you'd have to make her fall in love with you again, to rebuild the bond you once shared. It wouldn't be easy, but you were determined to do whatever it took to win her heart once more.
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