"I do. Me neither, but it's pretty, isn't it?"
"It is."
Two girls were walking side to side, admiring the beauty in front of them. To each other, they were the best thing the universe came up with. They were born miles away, yet, they found each other. Maybe it was meant to be. Who knows what secrets the universe holds.
They were smiling at each other, looking at each other only in the eyes. One could easily die for the other, it was cliche, yet the reality. As soon as they met, they knew something was beautifully wrong. They weren't supposed to feel this comfortable. They were nearly the same, yet uniquely different.
"You want to get some coffee?"
***
"She wasn't supposed to say that."
"Again?"
"Yes. She asked me to get coffee. She didn't do that."
"You know this could never be fully deterministic, right?"
"I do and I don't fucking care."
The older woman stood up from the long, hospital-like bed. The only difference was the bed being black, like most of the things in the room. Like the glasses she just ripped off, like the computers around...
Like her heart, some could say.
She had everything she could want. She was a successful engineer, owned one of the biggest companies in tech, yet...
She was spending every second on her tiny, secret project.
Bringing her back.
She was using her memories and testing every copy of her, failing hundreds of times. She wasn't giving up. Not before she dies.
"What about we try the other way?"
"No way I'm doing that. We will do this. It will work, eventually."
***
Years passed.
She was relatively old now. Old enough to die any minute. Sitting in her office, she called the lead engineer.
"Come to my room."
The engineer knocked the door and walked in. He was uneasy and nervous. It was obvious he was somehow scared of the older woman. Who wasn't. She was unbearable, she thought.
"I've made up my mind. I don't want to hear that you failed again."
"I'm sorry it's just. We are trying everything, but none of the samples can pass everything correctly."
"I know."
The old woman stopped for a minute, swallowed.
"We will do it the other way."
***
"I feel like we already know each other." the older girl smiled, talking to her phone.
"I feel the same." the other girl smiled with the deep guilt she felt inside.
The lead engineer looked at the older woman, body completely transformed in the freezing cabinet. She wasn't supposed to move, yet she was smiling.
Her mind knew the samples weren't her.
The other way was wiping her memory off, and putting her on an endless simulation, in every which she met one of the latest samples. Not surprisingly, she was falling in love each time.
Every single time, it felt like they met each other.
Every single time, she thought they were meant to be.
As if somebody decided on it.
