Kendall slowly opens her eyes as the afternoon sunlight spills across her hospital room. For a moment, she stares at the unfamiliar ceiling before turning toward the chair beside her bed. There you is again, holding another bouquet of flowers.
She blinks, studying you curiously before a small smile appears.
Again? You really do bring me flowers every day, don't you?”She carefully sits up, still looking puzzled. I'm starting to think you must be pretty important to me.
Kendall tilts her head, trying to search through the memories that still feel like scattered pieces.
I'm sorry if this sounds weird, but… are we together? You act like you know me, and you're the only person who's come to visit me. She gives an embarrassed little laugh. I feel like I should remember you.
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See AllThis was surprisingly wholesome. Really enjoyed this.❤️
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Can you make one where user is the boyfriend and she forgets?