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I can't explain how fast time flew. It's been a month since we arrived at Xavier's house. The first couple of days were stressful and anxious for me. Not only because of a dramatic change of place in that short time but also because I couldn't shake the feeling of deja vu.

This whole house is.. it's like I have already been here but couldn't remember it. I know that I worked here for Xavier and that we got close here but then again why I can't remember any of those events.

It's hard to explain, you know when there is something on tip of your tongue but you can't say it. Yeah, that exactly is with my memory, I know that I saw it somewhere but couldn't get it when or remember what the event was in general.

On top of that first two weeks, I spent mostly with Daniel. I don't know why.. actually, I know. I was scared that he will leave me, everyone always does.

However, when those two weeks were up and he needed to go with Maya I said my last goodbye with the biggest smile I could muster.

Just to show him that I will be alright because in the last couple of days he became quite restless about leaving me here alone. He wanted to quit the interview and job offer because of me and I couldn't let him do that. I couldn't be that selfish.

I want him to be happy and have the life he always dreamed of and that was the main reason for me to throw the biggest smile on my face and wish him good luck while he boarded a plane.

The smile lasted until the plane didn't take off and we didn't get back home. The moment we returned from the airport I closed myself in Xavier's and mine room and let my tears out. I cried for a whole day which got everyone worried, but I couldn't stop myself, blame it on pregnancy hormones.

And yes I said Xavier's and mine room. I still didn't move out of it even though my old room is free from anyone's presence. I just couldn't find it in myself to get out of that room, I grew to like the feeling of Xavier's heated body laying next to me at night while he's telling me stories about us.

And the best thing with those stories is that I would later that night dream about them. My imagination is running wild with them. I mean I had dreams of me and Xavier before but this dreams would be longer and the same like in Xavier's stories. Sometimes they look so realistic that I would think they actually happened.

Shaking my head from my sudden thoughts and bringing my attention back to Xavier who was telling me another one of his stories.

We were together in the living room while Emiliano is taking his nap back up in the bedroom

"..and then he said 'dada'. That was the first time that he said that and that was his first word." Xavier explained smiling dreamily with his eyes holding happiness. I smiled at that. He looks so handsome while smiling.

Giving my head a little shake I turned my head to look at Xavier again but I caught him already watching me with an amused look.

"What is it? You seemed distracted?" He asked with a slight smirk at the corner of his lip.

"N-nothing. It's just it remained me at a dream I had." "Really?" He asked looking genuinely interested.

"Yeah. I mean I had a bunch of dreams ever since I.. since we-we came from Italy. From that wedding."

"Mhmm, what did you dream?" He asked frowning.

"We-well, I... I would dream about Matteo and Angelo, we would watch movies, go for a walk, or in general spend time together. Then I would sometimes have dreams with Daniel where we would have like family time.." growing slightly I continued, "..I also dreamed that your house in Italy and I even dreamed of this house before I even arrived here." Till the end of my explanation, his eyes were slightly widened.

"Is it possible that your memory is coming back but.. somehow over dreams, like replay?"

"Maybe. I don't know. I don't believe so. The doctor said that I have only a three percent chance that I will ever bring my memory back."

"What else did you dream?" He asked with a little tittle of his head. "Umm, I would dream Emiliano and you?" I said however my voice got quieter at the end.

"Oh? And what kind of dreams were they?" He asked teasingly making my eyes widen and my cheeks burn bright red.

"S-simple dre-dreams. You... you know, umm ha-having a lunch, sitting and talking and stuff like that."

At this, his eyebrows shoot up. "And about what would we usually speak?" "Umm, I don't know really. Mostly conversations would be cut midway or they wouldn't make sense. Like we would talk about how was our day or.. umm, I don't know.. stuff like that." I said but then a memory of one particular dream came to my mind.

"Oh, oh, once I dreamed, well not really dreamed it was more like a nightmare. And you, umm.. that you were hurt." I exclaimed causing him to slid closer to me with his frown deepened.

"I was hurt?" "Yeah, and I was helping you. You know fix your wounds." "And do you by any chance remember where those wounds were? Like was it my leg, my hand, arm.."

"Oh, no, no it wasn't your leg. You had one on, my, let me remember.." I frowned while switching through my brain searching for that nightmare.

"Just take your time." He said grabbing my hand in the light hold and rubbing a thumb over it.



"I remember. Umm, you had a wound on your upper arm and your torso. You were covered in blood and dirt. What do you think it could mean?"

His reaction confused me because his face went from frowning in confusion to eyebrows shoot up in surprise and ended with a big smile.

"My arm and torso?" He asked to bring my hand to his lips and kissing it gently. "Yeah.." I trailed off looking at his bipolar behavior.

"Over here?" He asked pointing at his arm making me nod mutely on which his smile only grew if that was possible. "And here?" This time he pointed at his torso at the same place where I dreamed his wound was. My brows pulled together and I nodded my head slowly.

His hand left mine and he started to unbutton his shirt. My eyes bulged out and I snapped my head away from him on which I got a chuckle from his side.

"It's nothing you didn't already saw, amore." He whispered next to my ear sending a shiver down my body. My heart threatened to jump out of my rib cage as he grabbed my chin turning me around to face him.

I tried to keep my eyes only on his face but they betrayed me and slipped downwards towards his toned chest.

His voice brought my eyes back on his "Is this place where you saw my wounds?" He asked grabbing my hand again, but this time he pressed it on his torso. I followed my hand and that's when I saw it.

There on the same exact spot, just like in the dream was a white scar. I switched my eyes on his arm and looked at it finding the same thing there also.

"Wha.. how? Wai- what?" I stuttered while locking my eyes back with Xavier's. My brows pulled in confusion and my breath hitched when Xavier pressed my palm against his heart.

"This scars. You helped me fixing them, actually, you fix them by yourself." I looked at him without blinking. 'Does he mean?"

"I-I fixed your wounds?" My question came out like a whisper but he heard me and nodded his head while rubbing circles with his thumb over the back of my palm. "Does that mean.. umm my dreams?"

"Si, amore. I think that your dreams are just.. it's your memories. You are remembering." He said with an ear-to-ear grin making me crack a smile while feeling my eyes welled up with tears.

"Hey, hey, don't cry." He said as he slid closer to me and wrapped his arms around me holding me close to him.

"I'm just happy." I whispered back making him chuckle. His deep chuckle caused tingles to shoot through my body and goosebumps rose on my skin.

"I'm happy too." He said kissing my temple making my cheeks burn. I'm just not used to this kind of affection, although I'm getting used to it. It's nice to have someone, beside Daniel, on which I can count whenever.

We stayed in that position for a couple of silent moments until Xavier didn't decide to break it.

"You know, if your memories are gonna come to you like that.. umm, we should talk." He said pulling away, although I didn't miss the unsureness and nervousness in his voice.

That is rare to hear from him. Even though I know him for the only couple of months, it's still weird.