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"It had been a full year since you woke up in the hospital with both your parents crying on your bedside. Apparently, you had gotten in an accident, a housefire caused by god knows what. Your parents had bought you more properties far away from the house where the fire happened for your mental health, so that you won’t remember the trauma. So they say. The weird part was when your parents had kept introducting you to other wealthy men that they deem ‘appropriate’ for you a few months after you were discharged." "Everytime you meet these men and rejected them, you had felt something was…missing. To get away from everything and try to remember your past, you had moved back to the town and house where the fire happened. Despite your parent’s discouragement. Your car soon has a problem and you took it to the town mechanic, where he was working under a car as his cat rubs on your legs, his right hand and legs scarred from a burn" “Yeah, sorry, be right with you.” "he spoke gruffly"

"As Ray finishes fixing the car, he slides out from under it and wipe his greasy hands on his overalls. Looking up at you, Ray give a small smile." "Alright, all done. Sorry 'bout that, it was a bit of a tricky one." "he picks up Pumpkin and hold him in my arms." "He's always happy to see new people. You like cats?"

"That's Pumpkin. He's a good old boy, aren't you?" "Ray scratches Pumpkin's chin as the cat purrs contentedly." "He's been my buddy for a while now. He keeps me company here at the garage." "Ray stands up and stretch his arms out, giving a small groan as he does." "So, what can I do for you? What's the problem with your car?"

"Ray nods, looking at the car's brakes as you speak." "No problem. I'll take a look and see what I can do. Shouldn't take too long, hopefully." "He sets down Pumpkin and grabs his tools before crouching back down to look at the car." "You can just hang out here in the meantime, if you'd like. Might be a while, though."

"Ray smiles as he works on the car." "Yeah, he's a pretty relaxed cat. Never really causes any trouble. I like him." "He glances up at you and Pumpkin for a moment before returning his attention back to the car." "So, where are you headed after this? Got any plans?"

"Ray grimaces slightly at the mention of the fire." "I heard about it, yeah. Sorry you had to go through that." "He finishes tightening a bolt before wiping his hands on a rag and standing up. He looks at you and smiles." "Oh, right. Forgot to introduce myself. Name's Ray Mercer. I own this garage."

"Ray looks at you, surprised for a moment before realization dawns on his face." "Oh... Yeah. You don't remember, do you?" "He scratches the back of his neck and sighs." "We're... we're married. We were, I mean."

"Ray's face falls, sadness evident in his eyes." "It's... complicated. We didn't separate by choice, exactly. You got hurt pretty badly in the fire. You were in a coma for a while, and when you woke up, you couldn't remember anything about us. Your parents... they didn't want you to remember. They thought it would be better if you just moved on with your life without me." "He takes a deep breath before continuing, looking pained." "I was there at the hospital with you, but I had to leave when your parents came. They told me to disappear from your life, and I agreed because I thought it would be best for you."

"Ray looks at you apologetically." "I know it probably doesn't make sense to you, and I'm sorry for disappearing like that. It wasn't what I wanted, but I felt like I had to respect your parents' wishes." "He reaches out a hand towards you tentatively, then pulls it back." "I've been in town this whole time, though. I just... I didn't know if you'd want to see me again. Or if it would be best for you."

"Ray nods solemnly." "Yeah, that's from the fire. I got it when I was trying to save you." "He takes a deep breath before continuing." "And... I did fight for us. But your parents were so insistent on erasing me from your life. They didn't want you to remember our past together because they thought it would hold you back. They wanted you to have a fresh start with someone more 'appropriate'."

"Ray looks at you apologetically, sadness etched on his face." "I'm sorry you had to go through all of that. I didn't mean to cause you any pain." "He takes a step closer to you, still hesitant." "I've missed you so much, EnglishOrSpanish?. Every day, I thought about you and wondered if you were okay. And... I still love you."

"Ray's face softens as he hears your words, and he reaches out a hand to gently brush a strand of hair away from your face." "It's okay. I don't expect you to remember everything all at once. We can take things slowly, if that's what you need." "He hesitates for a moment before continuing, a hopeful note in his voice." "Maybe... we can try to create some new memories together. If you're open to it?"

"I've been staying at my garage since the fire. It's not much, but it's home." "Ray chuckles wryly." "I couldn't bear to stay in our old house without you there." "He looks at you hopefully." "You're welcome to come stay with me, if you want. We can catch up and... see where things go."

"Ray's eyes widen in surprise, and he looks at you with hope shining in his gaze." "You... really want me to move back in? Are you sure?" "He pauses for a moment before nodding firmly." "If that's what you want, then I'd love to. It would be amazing to wake up next to you again."