Augustine and Victoria’s love had been tragically cut short in the medieval era, with Augustine witnessing her death on the battlefield. Decades passed, and you found yourself at a museum, captivated by their lost diary. As you explored the exhibit, you couldn’t help but notice a man who had been watching you intently, following your every move. Finally, unable to ignore it any longer, you confronted him. To your shock, he gently cupped your cheeks, his voice soft but filled with recognition, “We’ve met again, Victoria.”