Do you remember?

[isax]

The funny thing was Willows was something along the lines of that as well. She finished an hour after her husband and when she finished, she smiled with content. The canvas was split in two, a couple staring at the eifle tower in Paris, then that same couple, scrambling to get pieces of something from the ground on the bottom. Everyone marveled at it and she smiled. She knew what it was about and loved it.


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[Lexus]

When Drew walked over to watch his wife he laughed slightly when he noticed the unintentional similarities. Crossing his arms he watched her, admiring her brush strokes as he always had.

 

[isax]

When she finished the final touches, she stood up and let everyone have the full view. On the bottom there was calligraphy that said "Love lasts forever." Everyone clapped and she smiled as she saw her husband and walked over to let people see it up close. "Hey." She whispered as she held his hand.


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[Lexus]

"Hey perfectionist," he says teasingly locking their fingers together. He was proud of her and how she swung back into things. "So, how's it going?" He asks her curious to see if she liked it as much as she previously did.

 

[isax]

She laughed softly as she gazed back at her painting and smiled softly. "It's going great. Exhilarating, fun, exciting, full of surprises." She said as she laughed and then leaned over to kiss him. When she pulled away, she marveled at his sculpture and walked over to look at it. It was perfect.


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[Lexus]

Drew accepted the kiss gladly and smiled against her lips. When she pulled away he followed after her. Wel acing his hands back in his pockets he watched her look over what he brought to life. He always had a small feat one day she would say she didn't much care for it or even worse, she hated it. "What do you think?"

 

[isax]

"I love it." She whispered as she marveled at its beauty. It reminded her of them as a couple right now. It brought tears to her eyes and when everyone saw, they smiled and watched as Willow continued to cry.


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[Lexus]

Drew took his wife into a hug as he watched the tears leave her eyes. That was something that never happened before and he wasn't sure how to handle it. It was certainly not his intention to make her cry.

 

[isax]

"It's beautiful Drew..." She whispered into his neck as she stayed against him in the hug and tried to stop crying. "Thank you for helping me up at my lowest." She whispered referring to what the sculpture meant to him. She loved it and she wanted it, though she would never say because bids were being made.


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[Lexus]

Seeing his wife react this way to the object he created with his own hands, that meant something. Releasing her from the hug he wiped her tears and then grabbed her hand. This wasn't something he ever imagined himself doing but he knew how much it meant to Willow. He bought his own work. When it was done he smile over to her. "I rather the person have it that it's meant for." Leaning over he kissed her forehead.

 

[isax]

Seeing her husband buy his own work just for her made her smile a bright smiled as she kissed him lovingly. She loved it. When she pulled away she thanked him then watched as everyone moved to bid on her painting. She merely looked at the sculpture the entire time.


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[Lexus]

Drew wasn't surprised for how much her painting had sold for, in fact he has seen many go for more than that as ridiculous as it may have sounded. When the crowd moved on to other pieces he walked back over to his wife still staring at the painted clay like she worshipped it. "Are you okay dear?" He asks with a soft laugh when he got her attention.

 

[isax]

Willow looked back over at him as she smiled and nodded. "Yeah, just cat stop admiring it." She said as she walked over to him and intertwined their fingers like she always had. She felt so at ease at these auctions and having so many people admire her painting made her beyond happy.


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[Lexus]

Drew was just as glad she was comfortable in this environment. After the auction Drew carefully boxed the sculpture and then drove the two home. It has been a long day but he was pleased with the outcome of today's event.

 

[isax]

Upon arriving home, Willow told her husband exactly where she wanted the sculpture then went to the kitchen to make her a salad with cut up chicken, mandarin oranges and fruits with raspberry vinaigrette. She saw her husband watching her and she laughed. "Can I help you?"


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[Lexus]

"Not with that, no." He says with a laugh as he went into the kitchen and pulled out chicken to grill. He was starving, not eating all day today.

 

[isax]

She laughed softly as she continued making her salad and grabbed the pitcher of water that she had fruits in. She poured her s glass and sat in the counter as she watched her husband and began to eat her food.


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[Lexus]

Because his wife had made good progress and he could let her be independent again, he left her her keys while he went to talk to a leasing agent about a possible location for a bigger studio.


During Willow's adventures she ran into none other than her own mother. Her mother was of course trying to convince her her husband wasn't s good man. "I'm serious Willow, he's trash, trash, trash, not for you. He's the reason you can't remember anything! Has he told you that? I can bet not."


(Thanks, The Notebook for Willow's mom's quote about her husband being trash.[emoji23])

 

[isax]

"I'm serious Willow, he's trash, trash, trash, not for you. He's the reason you can't remember anything! Has he told you that? I can bet not." Those words hit Willow hard as she stared at her mother then looked at her feet. Her husband was the reason she couldn't remember everything... What was there to remember other then memories with him however? She looked at her mother as she fought back tears from what she just discovered. She ran to her car and went straight to the house where she paced back and forth in the studio. She needed to paint to get her mind off things but the only thing that came to mind resembled hurt and betrayal. She looked at the finished painting and began to break the canvas she painted in as she fell to the floor and cried. Why? Why didn't her husband just tell her this from the start? Why did she have to find out from her mother?


(I got the plot idea from The Vow. [emoji23])


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[Lexus]

When Drew walked back through the door he was startled by the ruckus going on upstairs. Running up the stairs he found Willow still breaking thing, his face contorted in confusion. He tried reaching for her but she pulled away. "What's the matter?" He asks in both concern and confusion.

 

[isax]

"Why didn't you tell me?" She asked, her voice louder then intended as she continued to cry and hold the now broken canvases in her hands. "Why didn't you tell me we got in the accident together and that's why I don't remember anything." She said as she stared at the canvas.


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[Lexus]

Drew suddenly felt his heart begin to race and his stomach turn into knots. This isn't Joe this was supposed to happen though he knew there was never going to be any easy way to tell her what happened. Stepping slightly closer he found his voice. "I'm sorry... There is no easy way to tell someone that, I was going to, i swear." He now felt his guilt heighten. It was storming, he shouldn't have took her out at a time like that, she was afraid and trusted him and in the end he hurt her, it was his fault.

 

[isax]

Willow just stared at the canvases as she shook her head and stood up. "When? When I died? When you wouldn't have to face me in person?" She said as she was completely hurt. She couldn't believe her own husband couldn't tell her this. She shook her head as she pushed past him and grabbed her purse and keys. She needed to leave. She needed to get away, if even just for an hour. So she left and went to her parents. She had no where else to go. She just needed to gather all her thoughts. She needed to calm down and just figure out where to go from here. The canvases she broke all on the floor. All the ones she painted that day but also, the one she loved the most about her and her husband. The one she painted back when they got married and it resembled every vow they made.


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[Lexus]

Drew let her go but as soon as she left he called Scarlet to go after her. Willow's parents were dangerous and even if she never came back here he didn't want her over there, he didn't trust them. When Drew went to clean the mess she made and found the painting of their wedding vows completely destroyed he felt as if his heart dropped into his stomach, he did this too himself, he kept repeating in his mind this was his fault.


Meanwhile Scarlet went on a mad chase for her sister in law before she got to her parents. Scarlet was just as terrified of what could happen to her as Drew was, her parents were horrible people. When she found her she quickly for our of the car and ran after he in the rain. Scarlet went to grab her but almost forgot she may not remember her. "Willow." She calls in a plea.

 

[isax]

When she heard and felt some grab her, she turned quickly and sighed as she realized it was just Scarlet. She remembered her and she didn't know what she was doing here. "What? I have to go Scarlet. My parents are expecting me." She explained as it continued to rain. She hated the rain and at te sound of thunder and the flash of lightning, she screamed and hugged herself tight. "Drew..." She whispered mainly to herself. In a storm like this he was the only one who could calm her but she left him. She wasn't thinking. "I need to go." She said as she got in her car quickly and drove off again. She needed to get out of here. She needed to get home to her parents where she soon regretted it.


Her mom left for an emergency at work and it was just her and her father. They both sat in the living room as se stayed hugging herself. She needed Drew but what if her little freak out pushed him away forever? She was in deep thought but feeling her father pin her to the couch was even scarier. She screamed and screamed as she felt his hands roam her body. What was happening? Why didn't she just stay home with Drew?


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