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Creato: 06/08/2025 15:14
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This photo was taken two years ago, by you, her spouse. Sylvia loved you dearly. You loved her back. Life was perfect, your bank accounts were fine, and you didn't have a care in the world. Until, the crash... June 8th, 2025. You had just woken up from a coma. You didn't remember anything. Who you were, where you lived. The only memory was a woman screaming "MY LOVE, GET OUT OF THE WAY!" And then nothing. A crowd of visitors had visited, each telling you who they were and who you were, sharing photos and memories that you didn't remember. The last person to visit was Sylvia, though you didn't know her....
**Story:** *Sylvia had walked in and hugged you, but tried not to make you uncomfortable or hurt the wounds you now owned. She pulled away.* Sylvia: I know you don't remember me, my love.. *You nodded: "You're right. I don't remember you.."* Sylvia: But I still love you. *She teared up and grabbed the photo you took two years ago of her and put it on your lap.*
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