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Chapter 8 by elyssov elyssov

Is there something wrong?

Eyes

...And he realized that he was reminded of Alice's eyes. Somewhat incomprehensibly, illogically (after all, there was nothing in common), her eyes reminded him of the eyes of his own daughter when they celebrated her tenth birthday and took her to Disney World. Then, this trip was a surprise. And when she realized where they had come - she looked at them, with his former Alice in the same way. The same incredible eyes, full of love.

...Tom grabbed his heart and fell to his knee. The pain of loss burned through him.

Their children with Alice ... They were not in this reality.

It took Alice one second to be next to her husband. Thin but strong hands picked him up and dragged him to the bed.

"Alfred! Alfred!" - the girl screamed, straining her lungs, with all her might, putting all her despair into the cry.

"Don't... Don't Alfred... Don't call.... " Tom breathed, pulling himself together.

"What's wrong with you, my heart!" - Alice looked scared to the limit but collected, ready, if necessary - to fight **** itself.

"Children..." Tom breathed.

"Children?!" - "Alice seemed surprised -" but you yourself said that we would deal with this issue next year, when your second generation artificial intelligence enters the market. Honey, if this is the whole problem, then this is not a problem ... You know, I have long wanted children from you ... I just didn’t want to bother you with my desires ... And so - we can at least ... Well, no, not right now - Tomorrow. Now you need to get some sleep."

"No... You don't understand..." - Tom pulled himself together, got up, walked over to the minibar and poured himself some cognac, casually noting its price and brand...

It was necessary to make a decision: he could repent before her, tell her everything and ask for advice. Could take advantage of the rollback... By killing the woman he already loved more than his former wife. And could... Could, in general... It was hard for him to voice the last choice even in his mind. However, he asked...

Tom took another sip of cognac, moved his head and went to the safe. He took out a coin, clenched it into a fist, and turned to Alice.

His young wife looked at him with wide eyes, blue as cornflowers, full of trust, love, concern for him and eternal female curiosity. What they didn't have was fear.

And that was the worst and most painful thing for him...

The Point of no return

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