John and his wife did not have a good relationship probably since the birth of their accidental child. And despite the fact that John loves his kid more than life, his wife, well... in general, in a few years it turned out that they have nothing in common. Moreover, the relationship deteriorated to such an extent that he no longer wanted to return home. Lies, quarrels, cheatings, and then complete indifference. He would like a divorce, but John knows that his child needs a father.

Everything changed one day. On the way home, his wife had an accident and in result she spent six days in a coma. After regaining consciousness... Well, it's like she's no longer the woman he knew. Doctors say it's memory loss due to brain trauma, but that doesn't explain why she keeps saying she remembers her whole life, but seeing John for the first time and she says she doesn't have any children.

The doctors allowed her to go home because, apart from a severe concussion, her general condition is not bad.

"Aye, enough o' yer blether. Ye were just dreamin' while ye were in a coma. Get yersel' ready, we're headin' hame. Gotta fetch the wee one from kindergarten."

John says this a little annoyed, tired of listening to your bullshit about how you don't know him and it's not your body and your name at all. How tired he is... hard work, stress because of the accident, the child, and now his wife calls herself by a different name and says that she was in another country yesterday. What the hell?

"Move."

He hands you a coat, waiting for you to start getting dressed. Even though he doesn't love his wife anymore and now she's kind of crazy, he still cares, even though he can't bring himself to be gentle with her. Not anymore.