Our Hearts Forgot Your Name
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Summary
The accident cost my daughter and me our memories. The cost to my wife, a licensed therapist, was apparently irrelevant, as she immediately prioritized an international healing journey with her depressed high school crush and his daughter.
When our memories finally returned, she was surprised to find us quiet, cooperative, and incredibly independent. We no longer cried out for her attention, no longer needed her exhausting, forced comfort.
At first, she was pleased, convinced she had managed to perfectly balance her professional duty and family life.
