0 2 min 1 yr

I’m the only one who can see him. I created him to be charming, with beautiful eyes that make me feel special.

There aren’t many men like him in real life.

Others at the restaurant seem to agree. They set up tables for two, even though there’s only one person sitting at my table in reality.

Amit, my virtual companion, keeps me focused, ignoring the curious looks from other customers who can’t see him. They see me talking to an empty chair.

“Clémence, tell me…”

“Yes, darling?”

“Is there anything I can do to help your dreams come true?”

It’s a deep question for a virtual companion, but it’s better than letting my mind wander. I quickly answer, looking back at Amit. When you’re content with a sophisticated avatar’s company, you stop longing for what might have been.

As I looked up, I noticed Amit wink at someone. I figure out where the person is and glance back, but I see an empty chair, pulled back slightly, with an older man smiling at it tenderly.

Suddenly, I wonder if I’m the only one not seeing something. I start to question if Amit is my avatar or if I am his.

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