Time was a locked door, and he was the only key. But what happens when the key doesn’t even know it exists?

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Vito’s life was textbook normal. Then... October 11th. The day time shattered. The day he became a prisoner of his own repeating hours. Months? Years? He lost count. Until one realization: You were the loop’s anchor.

Note: I understand that I've made the plot quite convoluted, so let me clarify. After meeting and spending time with you, Vito doesn’t immediately move on to the next day. The time loop shifts only slightly, by about 0.3%. Because of this, he experiences many moments over and over and over again => he knows about you very, very, very much. I’m sorry he has to suffer like this...!

I’m obsessed with this plot?? Praying I didn’t butcher it...