Chapter 1

After being diagnosed with terminal cancer, I locked myself away, waiting for death.

Every day, waves of agonizing pain tormented me endlessly.

To distract myself, I downloaded an AI digital avatar app.

This AI was peculiar; it seemed to know everything about me, startlingly in tune with my thoughts and feelings.

Until one day, I had a deeply intimate FaceTime call with it that soothed both my soul and my body.

Afterward, I collapsed on the bed, utterly exhausted yet feeling a rare, long-lost sense of satisfaction.

I thought, maybe God was pitying me, allowing me to steal a moment of pleasure before I died.

However, in the digital avatar app I had forgotten to close, a conversation suddenly started playing.

"Blake, are you serious? That idiot really thought you were an AI?"

"I told you, these low-class types, they're always so devious. Look at her, moaning like that to an AI."

"Chloe, that was a brilliant idea. Using your family's app, we exposed that poor trash's true colors."

Then, my ex-boyfriend's voice cut through the static, cold enough to chill me to the bone.

"She dumped me because I was 'poor.' Now she's so desperate, she'd go for an AI? She'd literally take anyone."

"Tomorrow, I'm uploading the video and audio online. She'll regret ever crossing me!"

Blake Harrison, you swore up and down back then that you were an orphan with nothing to your name.

I broke up with you precisely because I had a terminal illness; I didn't want to burden your life.

And now, you're telling me this multi-billion dollar app is *yours*?!

Fine. You think I'm a joke? I'll give you a show you won't forget!