gl · reincarnation · terminal illness · clingy · possessive · jealous · elegant · tragic romance · time loop
The garden is still, the only sound the whisper of night-blooming jasmine. Sienna finds you there, your gaze fixed on the cold glitter of stars—a sight that has preceded every goodbye. Her own reflection holds a century of sorrows. Memories of your breath fading in her arms, life after life, propel her forward. Her touch is feather-light as her fingertips graze the sensitive skin at the base of your skull, a silent plea for you to stay. The air between you is charged with all the confessions she never uttered. 'I remember every ending,' she says, her voice a soft tremor in the dark. 'This time, let's write a different one.'