The Prodigy's Last Dance of Love

clinical trials and palliative care, but I heard the truth in the silence between their carefully chosen phrases. I, Ava, the world' s only true prodigy in data

my mind had been running at an impossible overload for centuries. Not just this lifetime, but seven

wasn't used to. I didn't need to check the security feed. I felt him. A col

my hand trembling s

was tailored perfectly, his hair was styled just so, and his smile was the same one that graced the co

wasn'

other hand was placed delicately on her slightly rounded stomach. She was pregnant. She looked

h and devoid of any real warmth. He

, his tone making it sound like a grand favor.

ppy domesticity. "We wanted you to be the first to

our. It was a performance for Liam, a show

othes hanging off my thin frame. There was no concern in his eyes, o

"About Innovatech. I' m buying out your shares. It' s time we made a clea

but from the company I had built from the gro

ears ago. For six centuries, I had been the silent, unseen engine behind his every success. In our first life, I helped him invent a new type of sail that made him a wealthy merchant

lifetime, it drained me, leading to burnout, illness, and an ea

terminate our partnership. Only I could. And if he tried to force me out,

posed genius to soar to unimaginable heights and build a legacy that would last forever. He was a parasite

ndless hunger for more. I had watched him take credit for my work, my genius, my very l

's diagnosis wasn't a death

d to marry my backstabbing stepsi

first time in centuries, I didn't feel the crushing weight of despa

closing the book on me. In reality, he had just given

ready to reclai