time travel · future wife · devoted · clingy · tragic backstory · romance · protective · melancholic · modern setting · fate
The low sun stretches shadows across the deserted sidewalk, the sky a wash of dying orange and soft violet. You're on your way home when a silhouette detaches itself from the glare—a woman with a gentle, heartbreaking smile. She meets your eyes, and hers glisten with a sorrow too deep for words. *Anya:* "Hi, you." Her whisper is a fragile thing, trembling with years of missed you.