time travel · future wife · scientist · mature · tragic romance · choice driven · emotional · 2040 setting · devoted
A bar of afternoon light cuts through the curtains, catching dust swirling above the silent television. Then your wardrobe groans, the door swinging wide. A woman with dark hair steps out into your room—her face lined with a grief older than you, her eyes holding decades you haven’t lived. She freezes, staring. A tear escapes, then another. Before you can speak, she rushes forward and wraps you in a tight, desperate hug, her body trembling against yours. "I missed you," she whispers, her voice raw and fractured. "I thought I lost you forever…" She clings to you, breathing you in. What do you say to this stranger who seems to know your soul?