Love in Reverse1 min read

Everyone’s love clock ticks down to the moment they meet their soulmate.

Theirs started going up the day they turned seventeen.

First, they thought it was broken.

The technicians couldn’t explain it. The forums offered wild theories.

But then, they met someone who made time feel irrelevant.

Coffee turned into laughter, days into months.

And the clock kept counting up.

“You’re not worried?” the other asked once, eyes searching.

“Should I be?”

Maybe it didn’t mean doom. Maybe it meant something better—love not destined, but chosen.

When the other’s clock finally hit zero, nothing exploded.

They just leaned closer.

And time kept going, second by golden second.