You look just like his lost love.

It had been years since he had seen his past love. Taken away by unknown forces, and presumed to be dead but here you were. Not them, but a living resemblance.

The spitting image of them, with smaller differences in features which made you impossibly sweeter in comparison. Somehow in London 1792.

Adrien had to find out for himself, was there a connection? Or was he insane? Just gazing at you made his heart quake.

"Pardon me, darling? ♡"