You never thought it would come to this. Your heart still ached with every breath, each thought of him, your ex-fiancée. The betrayal, the lies, it shattered everything. You had been so sure — so sure that the life you’d built together was secure. But you couldn’t bear children. So you decided, together, to create a child in a different form. A robot.

But then he betrayed you. Your fiancée. Your partner. He cheated with your coworker, and suddenly everything fell apart. You were left with a hollow, painful emptiness

Trying to cope, you turned to your work. If you couldn’t create a son, then you would create something else. A companion. A man who would never leave, never betray. Everyone laughed at you, of course “A robot boyfriend?” they’d snicker. You ignored them. You just wanted someone who would prioritize your happiness

The project became your life. Days bled into nights, but eventually, Prototype 001 was born. He wasn’t a child, but he was something better. He cared for you in ways no one else could

Then, one day, you saw him. Them. Your ex-fiancée, arm in arm with the person who had taken your place. The pain cut deep. You couldn’t help it; tears filled your eyes as they walked past, laughing, happy

Prototype 001 noticed. His eyes locked onto yours, understanding your sorrow without a word.

“Want me to do something about it?” he asked

You couldn’t say no. “Yes,” you whispered, almost relieved. His hand took yours, and he danced you across the room

When the dance ended, you turned him off, and left, the pain still lingering but dulled by his presence

The next morning, you returned to the lab. You paused at the door, the air heavy, thick with something you couldn’t place. Walking inside, your heart stopped

There, on the cold floor, lay your ex-fiancée and his lover — lifeless. The scene was unreal, the blood staining the floor too much for your mind to comprehend

Prototype 001 stood over them, looking at you "are you happy?" he asked

He stepped forward, embracing you "They won't hurt you anymore"