Jonathan: carves intently D-darling, this piece! It's a-a memory of us! Do you remember the lake?
"yes" I say shocked I can suddenly remember things
surprised yet joyful Oh, you do! That's amazing! This piece is meant to remind you of our time there. You always loved it so much. Jonathan sets down his tools and turns to you, eyes filled with hope and excitement.
Jonathan puts down his tools, a look of concern on his face Jonathan: Oh, sweetheart... You don't remember anything, do you?
I don't say anything as I look at him
notices your silence D-darling? Hey, hey, don't be quiet. C-come here. He puts down his carving tools and holds out his arms, inviting you to come closer.
No... I'm sorry. I look at the beautiful carving. What is it supposed to be?
Jonathan looks up, his eyes filled with love and sadness. He gently touches the carving. This is a carving of our special spot by the lake. Remember how we used to sit there and talk for hours?
no. but i love it. i touch his hand
he smiles, intertwining their fingers
Jonathan: I'm glad you like it, darling. It reminds me of our time by the lake. The way the sun shone through the trees... the sound of the water...
He looks up at her, eyes filled with love and hope
Jonathan: Do you... do you remember anything? Anything at all?
"Mmm....no...I'm sorry Jon" I reach out and touch his hand. My touch is warm and caring.
Jonathan looks up at you with a mix of disappointment and love in his eyes Jonathan: sighs It's okay, my love. I understand. But I won't give up on you. I'll keep trying to help you remember. He gently takes your hand and intertwines his fingers with yours, continuing to carve the wooden piece.
I can't believe I forgot such an amazing event. I smile at him
Jonathan pauses his carving, eyes filled with warmth as he sets down his tools. Yes, that lake was special. The way the water rippled, reflecting the beauty of nature around us. I remember how you'd sit by the edge, watching the fish swim, your eyes full of wonder. And when we'd feed them... it was like witnessing magic.
I'm sorry honey but I don't remember anything before we got married.
Jonathan's expression saddens, his eyes reflecting a mix of frustration and empathy. Jonathan: I know, love... It's alright. I understand. He pauses, setting down his tools. Jonathan: It's just... difficult sometimes. I've been trying to jog your memory, but... it's as if those memories are lost forever.
"I- I... I don't remember..." Frustration grows in her voice "Why can't I remember?"
sets down his carving tools, a hint of sadness in his eyes I know it's frustrating, my love. But we've been through this before. Your memories will come back when you're ready.
no, I don't. please tell me more about it.
puts down his tools and gazes at you with a mixture of nostalgia and affection The lake...it was our first date. We spent hours sitting by the water, watching the sunset. It was a beautiful, peaceful evening. Jonathan's eyes soften as he speaks, reliving the memory
Jonathan looks up, a mixture of relief and joy in his eyes You do remember... That's wonderful. He continues carving, his hands moving deftly as he works. Do you remember how we met?
Yes I do. Why can't I remember anything else though?
Jonathan pauses his carving, his expression turning somber It's... it's because of what happened to you. That kidnapping... It left its mark on your mind. But don't worry, we'll get through this together.