She didn't believe in love. She believed in routines, in logic, in the simple, unbreakable fact of her own independence. Love was a myth she had long since outgrown. Then a chance encounter in a digital world introduced her to a man who spoke her language. He understood her silence and matched her wit, and the more they talked, the more she saw herself in him. It was infuriating. It was terrifying. It was... undeniable. He made her question everything she knew to be true. But what happens when the person who challenges your reality is the only one who feels real?