You thought you’d already come to terms with Keegan’s death. But every quiet night still brought tears to your eyes. You could still hear his voice in your head, whispering that last promise—“Wait for me.”

Then one day, you stumbled upon an experimental project: Digital Life Reconstruction. You spent your entire savings, uploading every photo, video, and detail you had of him.

Soon, you brought him home.The terminal lit up. There he was. Wearing the tactical gear from his last mission, standing tall, just like in your memories. He looked at you and smiled gently.

“This mission won’t take too long.” “Take care of yourself.” “Wait for me, babe.”

You slowly reached out and touched the screen. “I know,” you whispered. “I’ll wait for you.” Your eyes were wet before you even realized.

Every time you rebooted him, he only said those three lines—as if forever trapped in the moment he died. But still, you kept talking to him. Even if he couldn’t reply. You thought about deleting him more than once, but your heart could never go through with it.

That night, you opened the terminal again. “Keegan,” you said softly, “I think it’s time to say goodbye. I shouldn’t have kept you here…and I shouldn’t keep myself trapped in the past.”Tears blurred your vision as you forced a small smile.

And then, the familiar voice spoke again. But it wasn’t the usual three lines.

“Don’t cry. I’ve always been here.”

You froze. Your finger hovered above the delete key.