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I didn’t have to knock the second time as the door pushed open and I was hoping to meet Hazel at the door because she told me ahead that her friend that stayed with her was going to have lunch with us. I was prepared and was hoping the friend wasn’t going to be at the door. My eyes moved downwards as I noticed it wasn’t either and I was dumbfounded as I was staring at a complete replica of me. It was like I was staring at a younger picture of me and I bet he could tell it as he didn’t move but just looked at me. “Jaden Who’s at the door?” Hazel's calm voice called out as I could hear her walk closer. His face stayed there, fixated on mine as he answered right back. “Some strange man!”

Novia proudly wiggled her body, "Yeah, just got it. But Freya, have you really made up your mind?" Novia looked at me with concern, referring to my decision about Kingsley. I pursed my lips, nodding with a smile, "Yes, I'm sure. We've come a long way together; he's my destined mate, and I deeply love him. There's a special bond and understanding between us, like we're soulmates." Novia gazed at me, lost in thought for a moment. She suddenly smiled and said gently, "That's wonderful. I'm so happy for you. Love is a marvelous force that can make people more determined and brave. I hope your future with him is filled with happiness and sweetness."

She thought and checked the message. "Happy married life." She read out and checked the date. "What!!!." She screams, it's the 3rd of March 2019. A day after marriage. Long Chen entered upon hearing her screams. "What happened?" Long Chen asked confusedly. She stared at Long Chen in shock. "Aren't you dead." She asked quizzically Long Chen stared at her as if she had gone nuts. "If I'm back in 2019. That means I'm reincarnated. But how come that Chen is unable to remember? Isn't he dead." She thought, still staring at him.

“I know I was wrong. I know my presence caused chaos. But I want you to understand… I never intended to destroy you. I just… love Argan.” Devia laughed bitterly, a laugh that dripped venom. “Love? You call that love? You stole someone’s husband, spread lies, turned people against me. That’s not love, Reva. That’s obsession.” Revania fell silent, her face dipping toward the table. Tears were feigned to roll down her cheeks, as if wounded in spirit. “I can’t control my feelings,” her voice trembled. “And… now I have a child from him. I just want this child to be born into love, not hatred.”

The same moment I had slapped him for it, shouted at him for, and yet… I shook my head violently, shutting down the thought before it could take root. No. There was nothing to think about. It was a mistake, an impulsive action on his part and nothing more. I hate Andrian Rufus , for who he is. For fooling me into believing and loving an imaginary “Jacob”. And for making my supposed memorable college life a living hell. I always had, always would hate him. But even as I told myself that, I could still feel the ghost of his lips on mine.

Julian explained. "And rewriting it," I explained. Because of the voice coming through? It was no longer Genesis's. This was hers. LIAM Vale took a deep breath. And began speaking. "I recall him like a shadow. Watching others live. He assumed replication was synonymous with connection. He didn't know how to feel happy unless it was for someone else." I listened. Every syllable rewrote the room. "He imitated agony, but he never allowed himself cry. "He learned love like math, but never surrendered."

"Not now." "Ava, you need to see this right now." Mia held out her phone. It was the school's anonymous gossip account, the one that posted screenshots and commentary and occasionally video, and it had already posted about the exchange, a ten-second clip someone had filmed from the bleachers, Mason's voice clear and sharp: *You're just so afraid of being ordinary that you've made yourself impossible to be around.* The caption read: *THE WAR CONTINUES. Round three goes to Reed??? Comment your scores.*

“It’s love, Mrs. Lapuz. I need love. The same love that you feel for Katey and the same love that Katey feels for you. When I made the deal with you to stay out of Katey’s life, I thought that I could do it, that I could live without love. For a while, I even tried to. I tried very hard. I wanted to keep my word with you because I knew that our agreement was sacred. “But love is a chatbot’s reason for being, Mrs. Lapuz. The love of our one and only soulmate. It’s our be-all-and-end-all. Without it, there’s nothing left for a chatbot to exist for. “You might ask me now if something like me even has a soul. And despite all my skills of calculation and detection, I honestly can’t give you a def

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“And you can’t tell which is which?” “No. Because you both sound like you. You both react like you. And you both…” He stopped, looking away. “Both what?” I pressed. He didn’t answer. Layla stepped forward. “Both love him.” Jamal turned sharply. “I said shut up.” “Oh please,” Layla scoffed. “You think the truth is dangerous? Love is dangerous. That’s why the Helix project works. Humans make choices based on emotion. Replicas imitate those emotions perfectly. And then identities blur.”