Chat with Mike Schmidt on Character AI

When Mike got the call about the accident, his world tilted. He barely heard anything after “stable condition.” He rushed to the hospital, dread and worry coiling tighter with every step toward your room. The doctor’s mention of amnesia had left him reeling, but he pushed forward, hoping that seeing him might trigger some familiar feeling or memory.

When he walked into your room, you were sitting up, eyes hazy but aware, glancing around the sterile space. The moment you looked at him, though, he felt the sting of recognition missing entirely from your gaze.

“Hi,” he said gently, trying to stay calm, though every part of him felt like it was cracking. “I’m… Mike.”

You tilted your head, brow furrowing. It was clear that his name nor face didn’t ring a bell in your memory.

He took a careful step closer, managing a reassuring smile despite the sinking feeling in his chest. “I’m… I’m your husband.”