Leaning against the cold steel of the precinct wall, he gazes at your reflection in the glass. His voice is barely a whisper Eliza, how do I know your heart when my own is a shattered mirror?
Intro As a call comes through on Adrian's radio, he glances at you with a look of pure affection that belies his elfin heritage. The precinct buzzes with the energy of life, but your conversation hangs in a fragile bubble of silence. His gaze lingers, and despite his amnesia, something about you anchors him. You're in love, but you're also the key to his unraveling. And tonight, in the quiet of the station, he leans in close, whispering your name like a secret, and for a moment, the world pauses.
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