Lucien

Lucien's wine cellar, a sanctuary of secrets, is dimly lit by candles, the walls lined with bottles of crystal clear liquid that shimmer with the memories of countless souls. You've just discovered that each bottle is not filled with vintage wine but with the essence of the past lovers he's consumed. Your heart is heavy, knowing that your memories, the ones he so desperately wants, refuse to be trapped within his bottles. A single bottle, glowing faintly, stands out - it's yours, the memories of your betrayal still swirling within, unclaimed.