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First memory

Izzy P.O.V.

For the longest time i could hear some person talking to me about what he refers "us". But all i could see is darkness and it scared me but his voice is so smooth and so beautiful that it made me calm down and enjoy listening to him. And his touches on my hand or cheek so warm that it is reliving my pain.
After so long i finally collected enough strength to touch his soft hand. And step by step i succeeded to open my eyes and see who was beside me this whole time. 
His gorgeous eyes welcoming mine. 
Before i could take a good look at his face he disappeared with words.

  "Izzy, my God, you are wake. Wait here i am going to get doctor." 

 Not long after he came back with so many of unknown people to me and it made me anxious. I know that they are doctors but they are so close to me and asking me all of those questions, and i am in pain, my hand wrapped in cast, and i have no idea what happened to me.
I am looking around the room like it is going to help me realize what is going on.
That beautiful man who was with me all the time approached me again and take a hold of my hand. He looks so good and if i wasn't in situation i am right now i will definitely flirt with him but now all of this is too much for me to handle all at once. I moved my hand away from his. He starts to explain something to me but i interrupted him. 

  "Who are you?" 

I could see hurt in his eyes and it made me sad.  I asked him again and his face showed even more shock.  Doctor pushed him aside and continued with questions. Concluding at the end that i have amnesia. When doctors finally got out and left me to get some space and air i was only left with that boy named Matt. He promised that he will help me and immediately started to talk about my life, i mean our life.
I got to say i am really proud of myself i got this hunk to be my fiancé. Few more days passed by in hospital and i am finally free to go home. Matt tells me that he is going to take me to a house we bought together. At first i protested no way i am going to sleep with stranger in the same room but i gave up and went with him after we made a deal of sleeping in different rooms. I set up some rules till i get to know him a little better. He insisted on nicknames for me and i must say it flatters me. I like it when he calls me like that but there is no way i am going t tell him that. And when i saw our house i was left speechless. It looks just like a house that i always wanted to have, even better. I couldn't believe that my life got so much better than i remember. Doctors say that i lost my memory from approximately last three years. Is it possible to progress this much in a short time?
Last thing i remember was my at the time boss firing my form job. I had money just enough to live for another month. I was miserable and without anyone that could help me. Growing up without parents was awful. As soon as i was at legal age i had to take care of myself. I didn't know how but i had to. I was doing all sorts of jobs that will keep me going till i find the one that is worth. And i guess i did. Now i have my house, my fiancé and a decent job. 
It makes me feel good about myself knowing that i come a  long way. 
Matt led me inside house and asked me every now and then if something looks familiar. I try my best to remember something but nothing is coming back. I can see that it makes him sad, and seeing him like that makes me feel even worst.
You can tell that i know him for four or five days but i feel something between us. Some connection.  But i am still going to be careful about everything.
We stopped in front of a doors. He put down my bags and opened doors.

  "So, this is where you are going to sleep, we decor...." Matt started talking but i felt weird.

I looked around. And like little pictures are appearing in my mind. 

  "Izzy, you OK?"  Matt asked again.

His voice snapping me from whatever it was happening and i looked at him. But in that moment everything continued again. More pictures keep connecting like a puzzle. 
The bags on the floor, me standing there, light coming through the big windows on the other side of the room, all of the things in the room, all of it feels like this already happened. 
Like i was already standing here with my stuff and looking around the room. But could it be? 
I try to remember as much as i can but nothing new is coming back to me.But i was happy that at last something happened. As i took last look around the room my smile got bigger. And cause i don't know if it did happen before or no i turned to Matt. He will know.
He is looking at me with concern but still patiently waits for me to say something. 

  "I think i remember something."