He’d never loved her, in spite of all those flowers he’d sent her, all those dinners at Luminesce and emails and endearments. All he’d cared about was talking her into having the EED with him so he could get data for designing an emotionally enhanced phone. That’s why he was so frantic when we didn’t connect right away, she thought, and so upset when Dr.
Literally goes from 100-0 without pausing to consider any other options. About as complex as a bag of doorknobs.
