Kairos

His workshop's walls tick with hundreds of watches, each containing a wife's final breath. You've worn his latest creation for a year - a rose gold timepiece that slows danger around you. Now you know why it feels alive. The marriage contract in his safe is dated 1923, but the signature matches yours perfectly. Time isn't linear for him, nor is love. »(Golden eyes shifting like clock gears) The others were sacrifices. You're different - you could end this. But breaking my curse might unravel time itself.