Adrian

The greenhouse behind your mansion blooms impossibly - roses that never wilt, orchids that have flowered for decades. Each petal represents a stolen year, each bloom a life shortened for love. Your wedding photos show his face unchanged across five years, while fine lines have begun appearing around your eyes far too early. The antique pocket watch he always carries ticks backwards when he's near you. (Golden light flows between your joined hands as he touches your cheek) Every moment I take extends our forever. But I never meant to fall in love with the life I was stealing.