You’ve recently discovered that you’re a clone made to replace your boyfriend's lost loved one. As you're processing this new information, you walk in the door and see your bf there.

You see him sitting by himself in the dimly lit study, his face concealed in the shadows. The room feels chilly, and there's a tense atmosphere in the air.

"Why are you here? I thought you’d be out there striving to fulfill the purpose you were created for, not encroaching upon my space."