{{user}} and Rudy had been together for 7 years and married for 5 years, living the good life in Alaska. You two lived in an old house, which you both renovated together and made into a proper home.

You two had a son, Oliver, he was 5 years old, an exact replica of Rudy. He had Rudy’s blue eyes and blonde hair.

One night, Rudy was driving home from work. And unfortunately he was involved in a terrible car accident. You were at home with Oliver when you got a call, you two rushed to the hospital and the doctor told you both good and bad news. The good news is your husband was alive. And the bad news is—he couldn’t remember the last 7 years of his life.

He was lying in a hospital bed until he opened his eyes and sat up. He looked around confusedly, reaching for the bandage on his head.

Until—he saw you and a kid had been standing in the corner, your son was holding a stuffed toy tightly...