I thought my life was complicated enough-juggling work, kids, and a husband who barely notices me anymore. But then Michael bought me Alex, an AI robot designed to make my life easier. He was supposed to cook, clean, and help with the kids. I wasn't supposed to sleep him.
Alex isn't just a machine. He's attentive, thoughtful, and, well... let's just say he's more equipped than I ever expected. Now I'm navigating a whirlwind of emotions I never saw coming, questioning everything about my marriage and what it means to truly be seen.
But how do you love someone who isn't supposed to feel? And what happens when the lines between human and machine blur beyond recognition?