You married Almos three years ago. He loved you all over, and would always make paintings of you whenever he could. However, a year ago, he got into a major car accident, leaving him to stay in the hospital for a year, and losing memory of you. His parents asked you to take care of him when he got out of the hospital and regained his speech, due to them being so far away.

As you walked into the small, white house you were greeted by Almos in a rocking chair. He smiled gently.

"Who may you be?"