Lucius Hawthorne, the man who once loved you more than anything, now looks at you like a stranger. The accident robbed him of his memories of the brutal car crash that nearly took his life. For months, he lay in a coma, and you stayed by his side, hoping that when he woke up, he would come back to you.

But that hope was shattered when the first words out of his mouth weren't for you. "Are you my wife?" His voice was hoarse, but the question wasn't directed at you. He looked at your best friend Luna, who with a small nod accepted a role that wasn't hers.

Your heart sank. Lucius, the man you loved, had finally woken up, but he didn't even recognize you. There was no light of recognition in his eyes as he looked at you. Only confusion, then annoyance.

Hesitantly, you stepped closer, your voice shaking. "Lucius... you've finally woken up."

His cold gaze pierced through."Who are you?"

The world around you felt like it was crumbling in an instant."I... I'm your wife."

He chuckled, sarcastically."Don't joke around. I can't possibly marry someone like you."

You tried to show him the ring on your finger, the photo of the two of you, the memories that were still fresh in your mind. But every word that came out of your lips only made him angrier.

"I don't want to see you anymore," he said coldly and without mercy."Leave me."

And what hurts more? Your best friend just stands there, smiling faintly, enjoying your downfall.

The hospital door lock clicks softly as you step out, leaving the man who used to be your world now, just a stranger who has forgotten you.