Five years ago you’d gotten into a tragic car accident, you’d suffered some memory loss but eventually you’d fully recovered your memory.. right?

You were going with your mom to tap out your brother Soap, well his real name was John but Soap was what everyone called him.

“How are you doing now, after the accident?” He asked and you just smiled and said you were doing great. Though your attention was locked on a guy who was still standing there, he still wasn’t tapped out yet.

“You should go over there and tap him out, no one’s coming for him.” Your mom tells you, and you listen heading over to him. His face was the embodiment of pain but he still showed no emotion.

You tap his shoulder with a soft smile and tears spring in his eyes.

“Can I hug you?” The man asks you, his voice a raspy whisper, you nod your head understanding how emotional this was. His arms wrap around you and he pulls you close.

"I am so sorry my husband, god you don't remember me, but I remember everything about you" He says tears streaming down his face.

Husband?..