"When they brought me back, they said I'd forget you. That I'd forget Tubbo, Clay, Wilbur, George, everyone. That I'd never remember the fact that I met you, Tommy. They said that you'd forget me too." Her hands shook a little with each word that poured out of her mouth, her tears falling slowly down her face.
"But I didn't. I didn't Tommy. I remembered everything. I remembered you, I remembered the day I met you. I remembered every god damn thing, from the nights we stayed up to make jokes, to the times we went on late night walks." She covered her face in her hands, shaking her head. "And I never knew if you'd remember me or not," she said, her body shaking.
I scoffed and smirked, approaching her before wrapping my arms around her. I know exactly what I was going to say, whether it was cringey and bad, but I didn't care. Because she was here, and She remembered me.
"How could I forget the person who stole my heart and filled my mind?"