The Time Traveler’s Love
A Sci-Fi Romance
Chapter 1: The Man Who Knew Me
Lena had never seen him before.
But when she stepped into the quiet coffee shop on Fifth Street, the man at the corner table smiled like he knew her.
“Lena,” he said, as if he had spoken her name a thousand times before.
She froze. “How do you know my name?”
His dark eyes softened. “Because I’ve loved you for centuries.”
Chapter 2: The Love That Started Before Time
His name was Julian Wells.
And he claimed to be a time traveler.
From the past. From the future. From everywhere she had ever been and would ever be.
“We meet in different lifetimes,” he told her. “And every time, we fall in love.”
She laughed. “That sounds like a fantasy.”
But when he reached into his pocket, her breath caught.
It was an old photograph—one that had yellowed with time.
A woman stood in it.
A woman who looked exactly like her.
And beside her?
Julian.
Chapter 3: The Moments That Were Ours
Lena didn’t believe him at first.
Until she started remembering.
Flashes of different lives.
Dancing in a grand ballroom in 1812. Kissing under neon lights in 2147.
Always, Julian was there.
Always, they found each other.
And always…
They lost each other.
Chapter 4: The Final Chance
“This is the last time,” Julian whispered.
Lena’s heart clenched. “What do you mean?”
He cupped her face. “Time is breaking. If we don’t hold on, we’ll lose each other forever.”
She felt it then—the pull of time, trying to take him away.
Trying to erase them.
“No,” she breathed. “Not again.”
She grabbed his hand, holding on as tightly as she could.
The world blurred, trembled.
And then—
Everything snapped into place.
Chapter 5: A Love That Stayed
The next morning, Julian was still there.
For the first time in a thousand years, he hadn’t disappeared.
She reached for his hand. Warm. Real. Here.
“Did we do it?” she whispered.
He smiled. “We finally broke the loop.”
For the first time, time was theirs to keep.
And they had forever.
Together.
Epilogue: The Photograph That Never Faded
Years later, a new photograph sat on their mantle.
Lena and Julian, side by side, laughing.
No longer trapped by time.
No longer searching.
Just living.
Just loving.
And if time ever tried to take him away again, she knew one thing for certain—
She would always find him.