han Scott love me fai

a digital death sentence. His affection meter,

rasure. Complet

t Partner" subroutine. It promised to fulfill the mission's secondary objective: ensure Etha

ted. I

tical wife, watching myself on the evening news. The screen sh

sband is having an affair with

smiled, a serene

other. These rumors are baseless and designed

. The system confirmed it w

ina's expensive perfume, Chanel No. 5, clung to his suit. A faint smear of red lip

iss you too. Just

g the TV and his

ve to

me. He expected tears, accusations, the fier

," he said, a note of

es, the nights I cried myself to sleep over his coldn

my voice even and calm. The system's progr

pped a small, velvet C

somethin

exact same one his aide had given me on our anniversa

Thank you." I smiled, the

wered, his back to me, but I heard her e

I'm pr

han's face, a smile I hadn't seen dir

dible news, Sabrina. I'

his expression

re. And

g the scent of another woman a

new information. The lo

nt. I turned on his computer and began drafting t