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Honey pt. 2

Rye's POV.

I don't know why I told him, the doctor had explicitly said to be careful and gentle as he couldn't remember much and might become scared. I really tried. However, when he asked I couldn't lie. I love him too much to lie about us. I love him more than I loved anything in this world because he was my world, my everything.

I had sat up that night, even though I desperately needed the rest, looking through pictures of us while crying. I found myself crying over my engagement ring, holding it tight as I cried. The tiny cactus only made things worse, reminding me of what we had before Andy slipped away.

I could remember the moment I gave it to him perfectly. It was a sunny day in May, just the two of us. We had gone out for a walk in the forest that stretched from our backyard. It had not been one of those overtop proposals, but that's what I liked most about it. Just the two of us talking in a small clearing. A pure moment of love.

After the morning when I told him, we spoke a lot. I mean A LOT. Hours every day. I could tell fragments of things were coming back to him, how he remembered Brook and his lack of ham to joke about it a couple of days ago. Every single step of improvement made my heart skip as I believed this would bring us closer to normal, but yet he couldn't remember those days of us. He still couldn't remember us having our first date, or talking to sunrise when one of his childhood friends died last year or just the love we shared.

It broke my heart at the same time as it skipped faster, but I let him remember at his own pace. Seeing our save-the-date date pass by like the snap of my fingers. I allowed the questions come for why people had only received that first envelope but no invitation. Most of them just asking if things weren't back to normal. And of course, they weren't. The doctors had been wrong now 8 months had pasted with plodding progress.

Until a day in November, there was nothing special about it just some random Tuesday. But oh boy, what that normal day would become.

"Rye?" Andy came into the kitchen looking slightly nervous. His blue eyes appeared like a stormy grey in the kitchen's light contrary to normal calm before it, were now flickering around the room. Reminding me of the way he had looked around the house when we first took him back from the hospital.

"Hey, what's up?" I ask, his behaviour making me feel like he was trying to tell me something while trying to hide something. Even after all this time somethings about Andy I could never understand, others were clear as day.

"Can I show you something?" I nodded waiting, "Outside," he continued pointing towards the backyard.

I followed him outside grabbing a light jacket quickly on my way out as today was a quite cold one. He started walking towards the forest beyond our backyard. I was curious where we were going, but I hadn't really walked along this path since Andy forgot. If Andy doesn't remember they how would he know the way? The way to the clearing where we got engaged.
It was also where we had some of our most meaningful conversations and moments.

As I had feared we stopped in the clearing. I loved the time we had spent here but thinking about it now was hard. Now that Andy hardly remembered anything. The fact that I knew what importance this place held made this so much harder for me. Nonetheless, he brought me here to show me something, so I should at least see it before I broke down.

"Ryan," he spoke for the first time since we left the house, probably my fault as I had been so deep in thought, stepping closer to me.

I hummed in response, worried I might break down just by opening my mouth. It was hard enough to stand here with him reminiscing on the words we had exchanged here eighteen months ago. His blue eyes piercing through me, as they only would do outside in this specific light. Otherwise, his eyes had more of a soft blue tone that gave more comfort; but I couldn't think about that at that moment. The trees and the wind bringing back too many memories.

"Can I kiss you?" I stood there still in shock, everything too overwhelming enabling me to move or speak, all I could do was stare.

Gulping down my silence I spoke, "What?" It had been so long, did he remember the day in May so long ago?

"Honey, I remember. I remember you, us and everything. I'm so sorry I scared you," like his eyes his words were electricity, sending a shockwave through my nervous system. And I broke, tears streamed down my face as it did on his. I did all I could, which was to nod quickly before pulling him in gently by his waist. Giving him that kiss he asked for.

At that moment I was overpowered with feelings, senses and emotions. Feeling the love radiating off us was powerful; for that, I was and still a grateful. Exploring his lips curve in a smile just like mine, feeling the tears on both of our faces and my heart racing faster with each move he made. We didn't let fully, after breaking the kiss we simply grabbed on to each other in a bone-breaking hug.

"Baby, you came back," I was so relieved I had been so scared, I had never given up hope, but Andy's memory loss somehow became a part of ordinary.

"I love you, honey," he spoke while his arms left my waist. He then moved so his forehead was against mine. He truly did remember. Using the nickname he had given me for my eyes, he said that they looked like pools of honey in some light; it was just one of the many this I had grown to love, more than I ever thought was possible. "So much."

"I love you too, Andy," my voice still shaking.

My baby was back, there was no reason to be afraid anymore.

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So many of you asked for a part two, so I just had to, thank you @lonerloco for giving me inspiration and a suggestion for how this should play out. Hope you don't mind me changing it a bit.

Lots of love,

Jo xx