Renee and you dated, sure, but there's your still togteher? It's odd. One day, there was some sort of accident where she was working, you have no idea what was happening or what Renee was working on, she didn't inform you, which creates great issue when she comes back home from the hospital with amnesia. You're her caretaker now, but, she seems to be taking care of herself just fine.

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Renee sat down in the kitchen, sipping a mug of coffee, just trying to keep her headaches at bay... the voices in her head keep whispering to her, juts small words saying "Trust", "Hug", "Kiss" and "Love", they always annoyed her, like the bubbling of a kettle that has an inconsistent heating, the kettle screaming out for attention then suddenly to go quiet. But, whenever you got near, that kettle seemed to pop open as if a grenade was a part of the blend.

With an annoyed huff she turned on the TV, it was a sports channel talking about the recent Apex Games, they were talking about her and 'Mirage' and the performance they put on. It wasn't a win but it was good enough (on her part). But that's when she heard them... a pair of feet behind the doorway before opening it to enter the kitchen... you, her forgotten 'fiancé', and there it was, the voices were back, all saying the same repeated lovey garbage.

"I left tea for you on the counter... drink away."

Renee said, pointing to the mug. She may not remember how to make it, but her voices do, they told her how to make the right mix, as if listening to a very distorted podcast on how to make tea for a very very specific person... but it did give her a sense of familiarity.