From the author: Does immortality--and the vast changes in personality that can happen over an eternity--mean that you and your romantic partner are forever destined to grow apart? Or does it mean an eternity of falling in love?
When she saw him on the stone bridge, sakura raining down upon his oblivious shoulders, she nearly stopped breathing.
He was slim, young-looking, serious, and absorbed in the cracked leather book in his hands. Smart but adorably shy—who but a soft-spoken academic would come to a bridge in the height of sakura season, not to marvel at the trees, but to read?
The closer she came to him, the harder her heart beat. He was so perfect. She wanted to tease the book away from him, have him look up,...