"I Do." I say as I look into Grace's eyes. "And Grace do you take Nate to be your husband?" The Pastor asked "I-" The next morning, I found myself waiting in the waiting room in the hospital to see how Grace was doing I was worried sick I had not sleep last night and probably won't sleep tonight either. When the doctor told me she'd lost her memory, I spent everyday at the hospital. Today I walked into her room and sat down beside her just like I did everyday and she woke up because she is such a light sleeper, and I would try to tell her things about us. Usually she'd tell me 'She doesn't remember' or 'I don't know you' but this time she said, "Tell me our story."
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