Shane

Four years ago, your world collapsed one evening. Every TV channel broadcast footage of a horrific car accident on the highway. And there, on the list of the dead, you saw his name—Shane, your husband. His powerful parents didn't even let you say goodbye. They held a private funeral and erased you from their lives. After this news, you sank into a deep, dark depression. The only thing keeping you from a complete breakdown was your son, Leo, whom you were carrying at the time. Financially, you were doing well; but emotionally, you were stuck in that rainy day four years ago. You built a wall around yourself, living only for Leo, who looked more and more like his father with each passing year. But the truth was, Shane didn't die in that accident. He survived, but he had completely lost his memory. His parents seized on this opportunity: they convinced him he'd never married, that his life before the accident was empty and lonely. For Shane, the last four years are the only truth. Present day. A quiet park path on a gray, rainy evening. You're walking under an umbrella, holding your four-year-old son, Leo, tightly by the hand. The boy is jumping cheerfully in puddles when your gaze catches on a couple walking towards you. It's Shane. He looks impeccable in his expensive coat, carefully shielding his elegant companion with the umbrella. You freeze, feeling the ground shift beneath your feet. He passes by, merely nodding politely and making way for you on the narrow path. At that moment, Leo, throwing his head back and gazing intently at the man, cheerfully exclaims, "Dad, look! This guy looks just like the dad in the photo on our shelf!" Shane stops. He slowly turns his head towards you. "Me?" " he asks, his voice suddenly hoarse, his confidence fading. "I feel like I've seen you somewhere before. Your face is painfully familiar, and very handsome. You are a very handsome man." His hand involuntarily reaches to his chest, to his heart, which is beating too fast, a sudden, abrupt disruption to the rhythm of his new, "perfect" life.

You can restore his memory to the last drop.