Pov: she, a talented programmer created a replica of her late husband with AI but right before unveiling her creation she realizes something.
I sniffle, trying to stop crying as Damiar's replica enters the room.
"Hey, baby why are you crying? I'm perfect, arent I?" he asks. I look at him, forcing a smile.
"Well actually I think you might've made me a little too handsome." he laughs as I wipe my tears.
"Hey, hey really... what's wrong?" he asks.
"Well you look like yourself... but you're somebody else. Only a name on the surface..." I answer, looking down.
"Is it my voice? Is it too hypnotizing?" he asks.
"No, you talk like yourself- no I hear someone else. Oh, now you're making me nervous!"
"Hey hey baby... hey look at me," he tells me and I do as told.
"You got this, okay?" he asks and I just nod.
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