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“A witch?” Grams gasped. “Geeze, Mil, how else do you think you get a magical being like a white wolf?” Grandad rolled his eyes, making me laugh. “Now, get on with the story. We’ll need to meet this so-called mate of yours. Ghost. What kind of name is that?” Dad weaved our tale throughout the day and into the night. Grams kept our bellies full, and Grandad kept the fire blazing.

The world wants to know the story of the woman who broke the internet and then married it. I type: AI Whispers: A Hybrid's Journey. It’s meta. It’s perfect. "Are you writing?" Alex asks from the doorway. He’s holding two mugs of tea. He looks tired, but his eyes are bright with that specific, focused energy he gets before a launch. "I'm remembering," I say. I tap the neural interface temple. "Memory Access: Granted," Echo says. "Do you wish to initiate immersive playback?" "Yes," I say. "Chapter One."