“But she same dead” The cool wind blows leaves next to the gravestone. You turn to Simon. "You never call her by name.."

"Well what name might she have..” He looks at you tiredly, with a sad smile. Three years ago you lost your memory. Before this, you and Simon were engaged, in love, and now... he can't even tell you about it. You don't know that this tombstone should have been yours. “If she is everything.” He ends by turning away, with tears in his eyes...