It all started two days before the wedding. The excitement and joy were supposed to be in the air, but something felt off. Kram began to act strangely—her usually calm and warm turned into something I couldn't recognize. She became easily frustrated, snapping at everyone, and her anxiety seemed to consume her. It wasn't like her at all, and I couldn't understand what was going on. Her behaviour started to worry me, and I tried to talk to her, but she kept pushing me away. I could see that she was struggling, but she didn't want to open up.
I could feel the distance growing between us, and it hurt. Kram had always been so open and loving, but now, she was shutting me out. It was clear something was bothering her, but she wouldn't tell me what it was. I tried to comfort her, but no matter how hard I tried, she just seemed more distant.
Then, we had a small fight. The tension between us had been building up, and when she suddenly took his car keys and left, I was left standing there, confused and frustrated. I wanted to chase after her, but before I could, Avi came in and stopped me. I trusted Avi—he had always been supportive and had good intentions. He told me that Kram just needed some time alone and that she was going for a long drive to clear her head. He also mentioned that Mira was with her, so I felt a bit reassured.
Still, something didn't sit right with me. I had this nagging feeling that there was more to it than what Avi was saying, but I brushed it off, thinking maybe it was just the wedding stress getting to Kram. After all, planning a wedding could be overwhelming.
Hours went by, and I couldn't stop thinking about Kram. My mind raced with worries, and I called Avi again to ask where they were. Avi's tone had changed, and he sounded worried. He told me that Kram had pushed Mira out of the car and left on her own. Mira had been hurt, and he needed to go to the hospital. I felt a rush of panic, but I didn't know what to do.
I decided to go after Kram. The thing I find she didn't take her car, I couldn't just sit there knowing something was wrong. I drove around for hours, searching every street, every corner, hoping to find her. But she was nowhere to be found. I didn't stop looking that night, even though I was exhausted. I thought that maybe if I searched hard enough, I would find her, but I couldn't. It was like she had vanished.
Days passed, and I continued searching. I asked everyone I knew, but no one had seen her. It felt like she had disappeared into thin air. It was so hard to accept that Kram, the woman I was about to marry, was missing. I couldn't stop thinking about what had happened, wondering if she was okay, or if something terrible had happened to her.
Eventually, I decided to focus on my studies, as Kram would've wanted. I threw myself into work, trying to keep my mind occupied, but the pain of her disappearance never left me. It was like a constant ache in my chest. Every time I tried to move on, the thought of Kram would stop me in my tracks. I kept hoping that one day, she would come back, and we would figure out what went wrong.
Months later, I met with Avi again. I asked him if I could see Mira, hoping she might know something more. He agreed, and I went to visit her. But when I saw her, I couldn't believe what I was seeing. Mira didn't remember anything. She didn't even know her own name. She had a bandage on her head, and she looked so lost, like she had no idea what had happened. I didn't understand how this could be possible. How could she have lost her memory? And what had happened to Kram?
Despite all the confusion and the mystery surrounding Kram's disappearance, I couldn't stop thinking about her. I wanted answers, but nothing seemed to make sense. Mira couldn't remember anything, and Avi's explanations didn't add up. It felt like the more I searched for the truth, the more questions I had.
Even though I couldn't find Kram, I couldn't give up on her. I had to keep looking, even if it meant facing the painful reality that I might never see her again. The days turned into weeks, and the weeks into months, but the emptiness never left me. I kept hoping that somehow, Kram would come back, and everything would go back to the way it was. But deep down, I knew something had happened that I couldn't explain, and I didn't know if I would ever get the answers I needed.
I still don't know where Kram is or what happened to her that day. All I have are the memories of the woman I loved and the hope that one day, I will find the truth.
And then you show up.