Its been a week since I'm awake, and this man has been clinging to me like a child. He would come to visit me and brought me candles. He said I used to love them, he would nag me until I allowed him to come help me do my therapy. He even snuck into the hospital during the night just to give me fresh fried chicken. I don't know who he is or what he was before I lost my memory, but I can't push him aside, since he is my 'husband'Todos los derechos reservados
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