Til Forever Ends

Halleys Comet

"I've been loved before, but right now in this moment
I feel more and more like I was made for you"

I stood in front of the bathroom mirror, staring at my reflection like it was going to calm my nerves. Today marks a month that I've been back home, and my memories haven't gotten any better. Everyone has been doing everything they can to help trigger one, but nothing seems to work. It's scary, it feels like a part of me is missing. The thought of never regaining my memories makes my heart sink. So, today, we're paying a visit to Dr. Grey to make that my recovery is going smoothly.

For whatever reason, I can't shake off the fact that she could easily say something was wrong, or that I may never get them back. My mind was filled with worst-case scenarios, which wasn't making my anxiety any better. Lately, I feel like I've been shutting Liz out because of this, and it pains me to see her eyes filled with worry whenever I do so. I feel terrible for not being able to remember the most important parts of our relationship, which is probably why I'm acting this way.

A few knocks on the door pulled .e out of my deep overthinking, which caused me to jump a little. I've been in here for the past twenty minutes, trying to regain my composure. But, I've ultimately failed at that.

"Y/N, are you ready? It's been a while." Liz asked in her soft voice.

"Uh-huh." I cleared my throat. "I'm almost ready, just a few more minutes." I lied.

"Are you sure?" She asked once again, this time with worry in her tone.

I nervously chuckled, "Yeah, of course, my love. I'll be out soon."

"Okay.. I'll be in the living room when you're finished."

As soon as she left, I released a breath I didn't even know I was holding. My nerves were all over the place, my heart felt like it was going to beat out of my chest any second now. Despite being a doctor myself, I was never fond of going to appointments with the possibility of receiving bad news.

Eventually, I finished getting ready and came out of the bathroom. I made my way over to the kitchen, where I could immediately smell the savory, cinnamony smell of French toast.

"There you are." She greeted me with a warm smile that never failed to make my heart flutter. "I made you breakfast."

My mouth quickly curled into a smile, and for a moment, I completely forgot about how anxious I was only a few minutes ago. "Thank you so much, it smells amazing."

I didn't waste another second to take a seat at the table, picking up a fork and eagerly taking a large bite of the food. Of course, it tasted as good as usual. Even better, actually.

She handed me my daily pill. "And here you go. Remember, you have to take these every day."

My smile immediately turned into a frown once I was reminded of the situation I was currently in. I didn't know what to expect today, and that alone made my nerves flare up like crazy. I took the pill and a bottle of water, quickly swallowing it.

I turned my gaze downward as began to fiddle with the fork. But, Liz quickly cupped one side of my face, forcing me to look at her. "Hey, darling, what's wrong?"

"I-uh.." I murmured, letting out a nervous chuckle. "I guess I'm just scared.. Of what the doctor could say today. I know this probably sounds so stupid, but I feel like in slowly drifting away from you."

Liz shook her head, her thumb softly caressing my cheek. "Listen to me, Y/N. I know this is all scary, trust me I do." Her voice automatically brought me comfort as she softened her gaze. "But we think of the positive. You will be okay. We'll be okay. Because I'm going to be by your side, this whole time, no exceptions. Drifting away? No, my darling, this is only the beginning. Of us."