For five long years, I chased a man' s love, guided by a mysterious "System" that promised me his heart. I lived in a world not my own, sacrificing everything for Ethan Lester, enduring 999 rejections while he preached piety and purity. Then, I found him in his private prayer room, not praying, but whispering Maria's name to a hyper-realistic sex doll, an exact replica of his adopted sister. My entire marriage was a sham, a shield for his twisted obsession; all his coldness and devotion were just a lie. I didn't play a game; I tried to make a man love me, but discovered he was in love with his sister, and I was just a fool for listening. But when he then harvested my skin for a graft-without my consent-to protect Maria's perfect face after a near-fatal incident he caused, I knew I was truly done. He offered me his body as a 'reward' for my severed flesh, but the disgust was cleansing; it burned away every last shred of my affection. I finally understood; my worth wasn' t tied to his twisted devotion. So, I ripped out my IV, filed the divorce papers he' d unknowingly signed, and stood in his empty mansion: "System, take me home."
For five long years, I chased a man' s love, guided by a mysterious "System" that promised me his heart.
I lived in a world not my own, sacrificing everything for Ethan Lester, enduring 999 rejections while he preached piety and purity.
Then, I found him in his private prayer room, not praying, but whispering Maria's name to a hyper-realistic sex doll, an exact replica of his adopted sister.
My entire marriage was a sham, a shield for his twisted obsession; all his coldness and devotion were just a lie.
I didn't play a game; I tried to make a man love me, but discovered he was in love with his sister, and I was just a fool for listening.
But when he then harvested my skin for a graft-without my consent-to protect Maria's perfect face after a near-fatal incident he caused, I knew I was truly done.
He offered me his body as a 'reward' for my severed flesh, but the disgust was cleansing; it burned away every last shred of my affection.
I finally understood; my worth wasn' t tied to his twisted devotion.
So, I ripped out my IV, filed the divorce papers he' d unknowingly signed, and stood in his empty mansion: "System, take me home."
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