Yes

"I remember being married, but not to you. My wife's name is Janice, she's got fair hair and ember eyes, sports a pixie-cut, and..."

Mara gets a heartbroken look and tears start running down her face. ****, she says:

"I know that we've had problems, that you've been seeing other women behind my back, but I am your wife! Me! You were attacked, robbed, left for dead; it's a miracle the police found you when they did! If this Janice of yours is your loving wife, where the hell is she? Nowhere! Because she doesn't care about you, only I do, in spite of our differences, in spite of your cheating. I care that you're here, with me, and that you're safe."

"So that's why my head hurts? I was attacked?"

"Yes. You were returning..." She says quietly, "...from her. Wouldn't surprise me if it was she that attacked you, or maybe it was her jealous husband, and they took your wallet to confuse the police."

"But, that can't be right, I was returning to her, from work!"

"Does it matter anymore? I'm here, she's not, that's it."

"But then, why can't I remember you at all?"

"The doctor said you're suffering from amnesia after getting hit on the head. Must be the reason why you confused me with... Janice." She trembled slightly, in anger.

You're not sure what to think. If she's right, and the confusion is caused by brain damage - some kind of karmic retribution for your cheating, after all Mara seems to indeed love you - you're a really lucky guy, but if it's all an elaborate lie... No, that's not possible, nobody's that good at lying, right? And she doesn't look like the kind of person that would go through all the trouble. And what would she gain from it, anyway?

Thoughts race through your mind, but you can't reach a satisfying conclusion. As such, you...