She Believed a Pretender, But Forgot Her True Husband

Married for three years, my wife Veronica Vargas still didn’t know me. She could remember the whole world, yet she couldn’t remember my face.

If I changed my hairstyle, she would ask, “Sir, who are you looking for?” If I wore different clothes, she thought I was a new security guard at home.

On our anniversary, I was trapped with her company’s employees in a collapsed mine. In the darkness, I felt my way to her side and told her I was Lincoln Perkins. But she pushed me away. “Stop pretending, my husband didn’t come.”