The Beekeeper of Stolen Days

Every jar in this convent holds someone's last good day. He broke in to steal one - and woke up a bee that was never his to wake. Somewhere behind a convent wall, bees gather what the world throws away - the hours lost to grief, to burnout, to a phone screen at exactly the wrong second - and turn them into honey that can hand a single day back, whole and unchanged, to whoever it belonged to. Tomas Alvarez has spent fourteen months rehearsing four seconds he cannot undo.
He doesn't want to save his daughter. He knows better than to ask for that. He only wants one more Wednesday with her - the ordinary one, the one he wasn't paying attention to because he didn't yet know it was the last. So he climbs through a window he has no right to climb through, in a building he has no right to enter, and reaches for a jar that is not his to take. What he doesn't know is that the woman who runs this convent broke the exact same rule twenty years ago, for a daughter of her own - and has spent every year since making sure no one else ever gets the chance she gave herself.
What he doesn't know is that somewhere on these grounds, hidden where no one has thought to look, a piece of his daughter's last day has been waiting in the dark for fourteen months already, kept alive by a woman who has never once let herself ask whose grief she was guarding. And what none of them know yet is that the convent's most trusted keeper - the one who enforces every rule, who has never broken a single line in the Ledger - has a secret buried so deep even he has stopped being able to see it.
One jar is already gone, spent on nothing, the moment Tomas's hand closes around it in the dark. Somewhere, a woman who waited years for that exact honey will never get it back. And the closer Tomas gets to the day he actually wants, the clearer it becomes that someone else in this story has been lying about what they know, what they've taken, and how long they've been getting away with it. If the honey only shows you a day exactly as it happened - never changed, never fixed, never saved - then what, exactly, is Tomas hoping to find inside it that's worth breaking every rule this convent has left?