I Married an Android?

 

I would never have believed it if I hadn’t seen it for myself. She tripped while we were hiking one day and fell to the ground. When I helped her back up, the top of her forearm was on the ground, revealing the wires and electrical circuits underneath. I looked at the material on the ground, then her arm, her face. Her skin turned red. I stared for a moment, now wondering how a machine could do that. Her mouth turned up into an awkward smile.

“Lucy! What the heck!”

She covered her forearm with her other hand. “You were not supposed to see that.” Her Russian accent sounded a little more noticeable. She wriggled out of my grasp and bent to retrieve her fallen part.

My legs buckled, and I fell to my knees. “Married almost 10 years! Were you ever going to tell me?”

With a few clicks, she reattached the part, then looked at me, now with some concern. “I couldn’t tell you. We’re not allowed to tell anyone.”

I gazed up at her. She was still as beautiful as the day she got off the plane. “Not allowed?!”

Her face turned to show absolute terror. “If they ever found out, they would kill us both.”

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