No one's Pov
Charlie and Babe had been in a happy and loving relationship for years. They lived together in a cozy house and were planning to take the next big step in their relationship. Charlie had been planning to propose to Babe for months and had everything prepared for the perfect moment.
One evening, Charlie was waiting for pit Babe to come home to finally say that he wanted to marry him, but Babe never showed up. Frantic with worry, Charlie received a call informing him that Babe had been in a car accident and was in critical condition at the hospital.
Rushing to the hospital, Charlie was relieved to find that Babe was stable, but the accident had caused him to lose his memory. As Babe's only memory was of his life together with Charlie, the loss hit him hard.
Charlie paced back and forth in the hospital room, his heart heavy with worry and longing. He couldn't bear the thought of losing Babe, not just to the accident, but also to the devastating loss of memories. Every moment without him felt like an eternity.
As he held Babe's hand, Charlie whispered, "Please, my love, you have to come back to me. I can't imagine a life without you. We have so many beautiful memories together, and I'll do whatever it takes to help you remember."
Babe stirred, his brows furrowing slightly as he searched his mind for fragments of the past. He wanted desperately to grasp onto something, to hold onto the love that was slipping through his fingers. "Charlie... I want to remember, but it feels like a thick fog in my mind. The harder I try, the more elusive it becomes."
Charlie squeezed Babe's hand gently, tears glistening in his eyes. "I understand, my love. Memories can be delicate and stubborn, but I believe in the power of our love. We can navigate through this together."
Days turned into weeks, and Charlie remained steadfast in his dedication. He shared stories of their adventures, whispered words of love, and played their favorite songs, hoping to restore the flickering flame of their love.
As Charlie flipped through a photo album, he delicately touched each picture, recounting the details to Babe. "Do you remember this trip, Babe? The time we took a spontaneous road trip, got caught in the rain, and ended up dancing in the middle of the street? We were soaked, but we laughed and kissed under the pouring rain."
Babe stared at the photo, a glint of recognition flickering in his eyes. The corners of his lips curled upwards, and he said, "I can almost taste the raindrops, Charlie. Like a fleeting sensation, I feel something stirring."
Encouraged by Babe's response, Charlie's heart swelled with hope. "That's it, my love! Hold on to that feeling. Allow it to guide you back to us, to the love we share."
Weeks turned into months, and Charlie's unwavering love never faltered. With each passing day, Babe's memories slowly started to resurface. One evening, while watching a sunset from their favorite spot, Babe turned his gaze to Charlie, a mix of wonder and understanding in his eyes.
"Charlie... I remember," Babe whispered, his voice trembling with emotion. "Our love, our laughter, our shared dreams. They're all coming back to me."
Charlie's eyes filled with tears of joy and relief. He embraced Babe tightly, cherishing the warmth of his presence. "Oh, my love, I've missed you so much. We've gone through so many hurdles, but our love has triumphed once again."
As they held each other, Charlie reached into his pocket and pulled out a small, velvet box. He kneeled down in front of Babe, presenting the ring—a symbol of their enduring love. "Pit Babe, my love, will you marry me? Let's continue our journey together, creating countless new memories."
Babe's eyes widened with delight, as if the missing piece of his identity had been found. "Yes, Charlie! A thousand times, yes! With all my heart and soul, I want to spend forever by your side." Pit Babe said while
Their love have survived the most challenge of obstacles and they knew they were truly meant for each other, they held each other tightly, knowing that their love is unbreakable..
The end....
