Edward Harlow is forty-two years old, has a scar crossing his face, and has killed the same woman fourteen times.
He isn't a murderer. He's a man with a question.
From 2029 back to 2015, one year at a time, Edward uses a stolen prototype to travel through time and reach Sigrid Miller - the woman he loved, the woman who vanished the morning after a bombing without leaving a message, without an explanation, without anything that named what she was doing. He returns. She runs. And neither of them can stop, because stopping would require understanding that the other is doing the same thing.
A short speculative fiction novel set between 2015 and 2045, built around a topological structure: a continuous surface with no inside or outside, no identifiable beginning or end. Fourteen variations on the same obsession. Fourteen different ways of not getting an answer. And a fifteenth jump that is not a redemption.
A silver pendant. A framed print on an Amsterdam wall. A letter that will never be opened. A young official who must choose between the Regulations and the truth.
For readers who believe time is a structure, not a backdrop.