A miracle

part 1

I wake up without a clue of what had happened, I look around and realize I'm in a hospital bed. I'm so confused and start wondering what I did to end up here. Nurses come in and ask me a few questions then tell me I had gotten in a car crash and suffered from memory loss. I'm in shock and I don't know how to take the news in. Family gets called in to see me and just a woman comes in. I could see the worry in her eyes but relief when she saw me. She started asking me all sorts of questions, still clueless of the news, I looked at her in confusion and she returned the look back.

"Are you okay?" she says in a concerned tone.

"Who are you?" I say. There was a sudden change in her facial expression and turns at the nurses, they tell her what happened and she starts crying. I don't know what to do, I feel pity for the woman but I, myself haven't taken the news in too.

She then tells me "I'm your wife."

I don't believe it. I can see how much this has affected this woman but there's nothing I can do about it. After being in the hospital for a few days I get to go home. I had spoken with this woman who was my wife and we'd bonded through conversing. But not only has this affected her, it's affected me too. I've felt like patches of my life were gone and everything feels so confusing and not real. It's not like I can just get my memory back though, so I search for any answers. I came across this lady who claimed to be some kind of witch and she had told me she was able to make the effects of the memory loss irreversible. Obviously this sounded like something out of a fantasy book but I was so desperate and nothing i've tried was working. I decided to give this lady a chance. We arranged a meeting and there was that. Days go by anxiously, I genuinely was hoping this would work but there was still doubt in my mind. Our meeting day arrives. I wake up and get ready to head her way. I get there and I meet her, we talk over things and I realize she seems like a trustworthy person but a huge percentage of me still feels that doubt. She says she'll cast a spell to bring my memory back and she has my consent. We go through it. Next thing I remember is me waking up confused and drowsy. I look around and the witch is there, I remember why I'm here and I realize the spell worked. I thank her a lot and start going home. I had no clue how long I was gone for but it didn't matter to me. I get home and my wife is there waiting for me, I remember I never told her why I left which would explain why she looked so concerned. I feel a wave of excitement come over me and I run to hug her, my wife catches onto what's going on and hugs me back. We both are overwhelmed with joy. I never told her what I did to get my memories back knowing how dumb I would sound. She thinks it was some kind of miracle because of how unlikely it was getting my memories back.