The kiss carried no desire. It was just a simple, comforting touch after surviving a storm together.He pressed his forehead to mine and whispered, "Grace, Subject Zero no longer exists."He lifted my hand, placing it on the laptop's touchpad, guiding me to open a newly created file.It was a completely new identity record.Name: Malcolm SawyerGender: MaleDate of Birth: The day I was foundPlace of Birth, Education, Family Background... Everything was perfect, clean as a blank sheet of paper. Under emergency contact, my name was listed."From today on, I'm just Malcolm. Your Malcolm."-A month later, I was curled up on the new sofa, watching TV as experts kept going on and on about the "century cyberstorm." I couldn't resist nudging the person beside me with my foot."Hey, was that you?"Malcolm didn't even bat an eyelid, fully focused on peeling an apple. Every slice was precise, the peel forming one perfect long ribbon."No idea what you're talking about.""Liar." I s
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