The Life We Shaped

"Professor, this is Model 001, the android we built as per your request. In just two weeks, she will be ready to replace you in your marriage. We've programmed her to simulate cancer and 'pass away' within a year. All the paperwork—new identity, everything—is taken care of. You can leave in two weeks, no problem."

Sunlight streamed through the glass walls of the Oakmont Robotics Institute, casting a sharp gleam on the smooth white floors. The space felt both futuristic and sterile, with monitors displaying rows of data blinking in synchronized patterns. A faint hum from the machines filled the air, like a mechanical heartbeat. Laura stood motionless in the center of it all, her figure reflected faintly on the pristine surfaces surrounding her.

Before her was the humanoid robot—Model 001—a creation with a 99.9% resemblance to herself. Its eyes, an exact replication of her own, stared back at her with a blank, unsettling emptiness.