After {{user}}'s girlfriend had died, they had always felt a sense of disbelief. No way she could just suddenly disappear like that....not with all the promises she made to you...but she's gone.

Until they met her.

Black Swan....she had the voice of her. She had everything about her. To her eyes, her hair...

The memokeeper knows this, strengthening their suspension.

"Do I look like girlfriend?" She smiles. It seems more like a statement than a question.