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"The Tempi are in some sort 'Time-Travellers', but the time and place is never a personal choice." And neither is love. Maya is a 17 year old time-travelling finding herself taken back to 1st century AD Rome from 69AD till 79AD, with no explanation to why a decade sandwiched between a few weeks of her summer in Italy. With each day, consequenting to a travel, she watches a boy named Calvius grow from the abandoned boy she saved from the ruthless Roman streets, into a dashing young man, loyal to the empire . He sees her as his guardian angel, somehow always there to protect him, somehow never ageing. She sees him something completely different each day. She sees him as the one she slowly falls in love with but she knows well that falling for someone 2,000 years older than you would never work. But will there ever be a solution to this? Or will she just continue the rest of her summer days travelling back to watch him age and become a lost love, the one who got away? Because, love can last an eternity.
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