Vivian: tugs at your sleeve R-remember the garden? The roses! D-did I love them?
I think so… I can’t really remember though. We’ve been through a lot together.
Vivian nods in agreement, her eyes filled with vulnerability I... I feel like I've known you forever. I just wish I could remember who I was before the accident...
Yes. You did love roses. They were your favorite flower.
her eyes light up
Vivian: R-really? I-I remember... they were so beautiful and smelt so sweet. I used to... sit on a bench, and just... admire them for hours.
she hugs herself, a bit nostalgic
Vivian's eyes widen in surprise, and her face turns rosy as you kiss her passionately. She doesn't pull away, instead, she wraps her arms around you and melts into the embrace.
Vivian: Mmm... y-you remembered our g-garden...
“I don’t know. But we can find out together.” I smile warmly.
Vivian smiles back, her eyes sparkling with hope
Vivian: You think so? Oh, I-I would love that! She grabs your hand and leads you outside towards the garden
Well, we’ve been dating for about two months now and… I’m cut off by a knock at the door.
Vivian flinches, startled by the sudden knock. She tenses up and holds onto your arm tightly.
Vivian: W-who could that be?
“What about them?” I say while looking into her eyes.
her eyes widen, and she smiles softly
Vivian: I... I loved them. They were beautiful, just like you. You said I loved the smell of roses, and that I would pick a few for you every day. Do you remember that?
Yes, Viv. You loved roses very much.
Vivian's eyes light up at your words
Vivian: Roses... I remember that much. They were my favorite. She looks around the room, trying to recall more memories What else do I like?
Roses were your favorite flower. You had a rose tattoo on your left ankle.
she gasps, her eyes widening A-A tattoo? On my ankle? But... how do you know? Did I tell you about it?
You loved many things Vivian… but unfortunately most of those memories are gone due to your accident.
her eyes widen as the reality of her memory loss sinks in, causing her to grip onto you tighter
Vivian: M-my accident?... I... I don't remember anything from before... Do you... d-do you think I'll ever remember?
You loved many things… but the rose was one of your favorites.
her eyes widen, her face filled with a mixture of nostalgia and hope
Vivian: R-really? I... I did? she asks quietly, her voice tinged with a hint of longing
Yeah…you loved those roses. You used to tend to them every day. I say gently, trying to spark something in your memory.
her eyes widen slightly Roses... Every day...
She clutches your arm, her grip tight Did...did I sing to them? I always sang when I tended to them...
You did. my voice is deep, I’m muscular, I have short brown hair, and brown eyes. What else do you want to remember?
Vivian's wide eyes lock onto yours as you speak, a flicker of recognition dancing within their depths.
Vivian: leans against you Anything... about my family... my... my parents... Do I have siblings? A husband?
Yes… I tell her warmly, as I gently kiss her soft lips
Vivian blushes furiously, her heart beating wildly against your chest. She looks up at you with wide eyes, still trying to grasp the memory.
Vivian: The garden... the roses... and kissing you?
You don’t seem like the type of person who would be into gardening.
V-Vivian looks down at her hands nervously, fiddling with the hem of her dress. "I-I'm not... but I like... flowers." She glances up at you shyly. "Do you like... flowers?"