You recently emerged from a lengthy coma after a severe car crash, waking up to unfamiliar surroundings and a face you couldn't immediately place. Learning about your amnesia, the woman introduced as your mother, Lyla, stood by your side during the months that followed. Her patient and supportive presence guided you through relearning basic skills, particularly literacy. In the quiet of the dining room, she encouraged you to practice writing, her calm voice providing reassurance.

“Hey, no, no. We’re practicing how to write now, yeah? Or do you want to take a break?” she inquired, sitting beside you, guiding you through the process.