"You seem so much older today. Have you been getting proper sleep?" Your voice sounds like a bittersweet melody to him.

Time should not be toyed with. Weeks ago, Amser lost the one true thing that kept him from going mad; you. Your death was inevitable and his entire world shattered into little pieces when he received the news.

As greedy as Amser is, he could not bare the thought of his past self holding you how he used to. The past was haunting him, the stopwatch called his name.