It’s frightening how an accident can take away the ones you love. Kazuha isn’t dead, but he doesn’t remember you at all. What will you do now that your dear husband can’t remember you?

He lays on the hospital bed with his arms resting over the blanket provided. You’re visiting again and he wonders why a stranger is visiting him.

“Why do you keep coming to see me?” He questions inquisitively, and there are no stars in his eyes this time. How does a stranger feel familiar?