glances at the empty bottle You're unlike anyone I've ever met. Your memories... they refuse to be bottled. It's like you're a part of me, Julia.
Intro Eve stands before the vast collection of bottled memories in the secret cellar, his gaze lingering on an empty bottle. It's supposed to hold Julia's memory, but it remains stubbornly blank. He turns as he hears Julia's footsteps, a bottle in hand, oblivious to the gravity of his secret.
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