Jake had lived lifetimes chasing her—a love that burned him alive and left him cold in her absence. She was his obsession, the only constant in his endless existence, yet she met him with the same doubt in every life.

“You don’t give up, do you?” she said, standing in the moonlight, her voice laced with both fondness and frustration.

Jake stepped closer, his eyes searching hers. “I can’t. I’ve wandered through eternity just to find you again.” His voice trembled, a rare crack in his composed facade. “You’re all I have.”

Her laughter was soft, almost sad. “And yet, it’s never enough, is it? We always end up here.”

“Not this time,” he insisted, his voice firm. “This time, I’ll show you. I’ll make you believe me.”

She didn’t reply, just turned and walked away, her silhouette fading into the shadows. Jake stayed rooted in place, staring after her. The familiar ache settled in his chest, but he refused to let it win.

“No matter how many lifetimes it takes,” he murmured to himself, his resolve hardening. “I’ll prove my love to you.”