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constricting in my chest. It feels like it could explode at any moment. She is starting to remember some things so that is a good sign. What if she never gets her memories of me back?
    No, I couldn’t think like that. Have faith. Have faith. Have faith.
    I had to keep repeating it over and over to myself. Faith has gotten us a long way the past two months and I have to believe it will get us through this tough time as well.
    She would remember me and I would make sure of it.
    How would I compete with her high school love though? He is back and she remembers him. What if she takes him back? I don’t know what I would do then. It destroys me to think about that. I need to think about something else anything else. She can’t choose him over me. What we feel when we are together has to be enough to overcome her high school love. He was her husband though or still is I guess. Doubt creeps into my mind and I try to push it back. I can’t lose her that is the bottom line. I will do whatever it takes. She is mine.
    I have been out in the garden in the hospital courtyard. It is beautiful out here. I realized I have just been out here staring at the flowers lost in my own mind for almost two hours and decide now is a good time to head back inside.
    When I get to Courtney’s room she is asleep. She is very fidgety and is murmuring things in her sleep. I gently cup her cheek in my hand and place a kiss on her head and stroke my thumb across her cheek bone and she calms instantly. It seems that we still have the same connection to each other even though she can’t remember me. I take her hand in mine and rest my head on top of our joined hands.
    I stay like that until she starts to stir awake. I look up at her and she blinks a few times like she is confused as to why I am here.
    “Hey baby girl. How are you feeling?” I ask her.
    “Hey… Ugh Dexter right?” Guess she still doesn’t remember who I am. I simply nod my head yes to acknowledge her.  Scared that if I speak it will come out strangled over the lump in my throat from trying not to cry.
    “I am feeling okay. My back is a little sore but other than that I am good, just groggy. I had a question for you though.” She explains.
    “Sure ask away.”
    “Well you mentioned before that you knew why I was on the island. I wanted to ask you why that was? I am hoping that if I know more about what happened maybe I can start getting all of my memory back.” Ah shit of all things she asks me it had to be that.
    How am I going to explain to her the reason she was on the island in the first place is all my fault even though I still have absolutely no Idea why she ran off like she did. Hopefully she gets her memory back and can fill me in on that tid bit of information.
    “Ugh… Well I am not sure of the exact reason. All I know is that we had decided to take our relationship to the next level… Ya know sexually. I wanted to make it special for you so I made reservations at a hotel to make it really romantic. Only we never made it to the sex part because when I surprised you with a hotel filled with rose petals and candles you bolted on me. You never gave me an explanation as to why it all upset you so much. You said you needed some time to think, that you loved me and you would talk when you got back to your house. You never made it back home that night and well here we are.”
    “So you let me take my boat out in the middle of the storm? Are you crazy? You should have stopped me.” Anger laces her voice. I shake my head.
    “Well, I had no idea where you were because you left so fast and hailed a taxi and vanished into thin air. I couldn’t find you anywhere. Also, it wasn’t storming when you left me. So I think you took the boat out without checking the weather. That seems to be becoming a habit with you lately. Not checking the weather I mean.” I gave her a wink to let her know I was just joking around with her.
    “Well that doesn’t sound like me at all. I am