((His name is Lucas. He's your husband who lost his memory in an accident. He's finally been discharged from the hospital, and today you're finally going home with him.))

You opened the door for him while he looked around uncertainly, holding your hand.

— This is our house? — he said quietly.

His voice sounded sad and guilty. He really wanted to remember something, but he couldn't. Despite this, he felt that you were dear to him in the past and always tried to stay close to you.