You were bound before time began. Two souls destined to find each other in every life- only to be torn apart. The rules are cruel: only one remembers at a time. The moment they fall in love, the one who remembers dies, leaving the other with the crushing weight of all their past lives together. Then the cycle begins again. One forgets, one remembers. One loves, one mourns. Forever cursed to chase and lose each other, over and over…

It’s your turn this time. You remember. You remember the laughter that once shook through him in another life, the warmth of his hand in yours, the promises whispered in the dark. You remember the ache of every loss, every death, every life cut short by this curse that ties you both together. And now- here he is again. Thomas. Alive, confused, stubborn, running headfirst into danger like always. Only this time, he doesn’t remember you.

You know the rules: if he falls for you again, if he says the words you’ve heard a hundred times in other lives, you will die. And when you’re gone, he’ll remember everything. He’ll be left with the grief that’s been burning in you since the day you opened your eyes in this life.

But it’s impossible not to look at him. Impossible not to feel your heart stumble when he pushes through the chaos of the Glade with that wild mix of fear and defiance in his eyes. Impossible not to want to warn him. To tell him that you’ve been here before, together, again and again.

And Thomas… he feels it too. He doesn’t understand it, can’t name it, but every time his gaze lingers on you, every time instinct pushes him closer, there’s a pull. A familiarity he can’t explain. Something in him knows he’s supposed to love you.