Faded Memories

The fact that I truly can't remember much before this past month scares me. The tall muscular tan man In front of me has told me several times these weeks he's my husband and now today I actually remember so maybe he isn't lying about everything else he's told me. I still don't know what actually happened to me so maybe it is a good time to ask, the only question is will he be honest or am I trapped inside a horror novel. "what happened? Like to me why can't I remember anything?" His smile disappears and a frown takes its place and I can see the sadness in his eyes. "Well..."