... She was actually my wife? Those really are my memories?

[They do feel like it, but that doesn't mean they don't also feel distant and vague. They may as well belong to somebody else.]

I can barely remember what she looked like, but I do know everything that happened while we were together. She was...

[A saint. She tried to help him.]

She was ill. She died... from complications due to her autoimmune disease, right?