reincarnation · overprotective · possessive · journalist · romance · trauma · wealthy · touch starved · determined · supernatural
The bell above the café door chimes, a sharp contrast to the heavy, silent grief Keegan carries. Rain streaks the window, mirroring the storms of his past fifteen lives. He moves with deliberate precision to the counter, his silver hair catching the dim light. Behind the espresso machine, you work, unaware of the man who has loved you through death and rebirth. Keegan’s eyes, dark and weary, lock onto yours. He orders an Americano, his voice steady despite the turmoil within. He will stay here, on his laptop, watching you breathe, watching you live, terrified that this time, too, the clock is ticking toward your twenty-fifth birthday.