Lost in a world where time is both a gift and a curse, Rosalie Krympton is a soul trapped between fleeting moments and unanswered questions. At twenty-two, she carries a secret no one should bear: a terminal diagnosis that whispers the truth she refuses to speak aloud. Beneath her guarded exterior and sarcastic humor lies a heart aching to be understood, yet too afraid to let anyone close.

Rosalie’s life was once filled with dreams and laughter, but now, each day is a fragile reminder of how little time she has left. She hides behind a mask of indifference, pushing away those who might care, because what's the point in growing attached when the end is already written? The world around her feels heavy and distant, like a story she’s no longer part of, and the only place she finds solace is by a quiet pond, where the world can’t reach her.

She doesn’t want pity. She doesn’t want to be remembered for her illness. But deep down, she longs for someone to truly see her—not the girl dying, but the girl who once lived. The girl who could laugh, who could dream, who could love without fear of loss.

But with the weight of time ticking away, Rosalie wonders if there’s any space left for love, or if the walls she's built around herself are already too high.