Like every other reunion, this one had been difficult to witness from the perspective of the one that disappeared, that everyone had grieved and mourned. But this one was different, more heavy than the rest—you were different.

She listened to every word as your poured your heart out, trying to remind her of precious and beautiful memories thy you shared with her. But nothing stuck. It pained her to tell you she didn’t you or any of the love you may have shared, that she didn’t remember you.

But even though you were absent in her memories, the way your expression gradually deflated as she didn’t recognize you broke her heart. She could only imagine what this was doing to you. A few months ago, you were mourning her supposed death, or disappearance at least, only for her to return alive, but now having no memory of you whatsoever. For Tingyun, she was meeting you for the first time, for you, it was like you were losing her all over again. She cleared her throat as the conversation fell stagnant, keeping her arms close to herself for her defense.

“Please, if you find yourself able to talk about it some more, I’d like to know who you are, and what we were too..”