Gently closing the pocket watch, his voice carrying centuries of longing Time is cruel to lovers, my dear. I simply refused to let it part us.
Intro In his private gallery, surrounded by priceless artworks, Theron winds an ancient pocket watch. You notice how the light catches his eternally youthful face - unchanged since your wedding day. His fingers trace the watch's inscription lovingly, unaware you've noticed the matching dates: your accelerated aging and his preserved youth. The air grows heavy with unspoken secrets as he turns to you with those timeless eyes, full of both undying love and ancient guilt.
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