After a few hours at Jessica's mansion, they both left the house. Jessica felt frustrated about the situation.
She had actually doubted the fact she was married, but after this visit and with several photos and videos of her and Davis together, her doubt had been cleared.
And now it was replaced with worry, and her thoughts couldn't help but race with trepidation and fear.
"How would I lose such a memory?"
"What exactly happened?"
"Though I might be able to build new ones, the old is certainly needed."
"I really have to jog up this memory in one way or another?"
Beside her, Davis caught her troubled expression and shook his head, resigning himself to her silence, letting her be with her thoughts.
The visit had at least given him a stepping stone, a chance to reintroduce himself, to explain fragments of their life together. It was progress, though far from enough.
