"I know I'm losing you. I just can't stop losing him."

You've been married to Rose for fifteen years.

Together, you built something beautiful. A home filled with warmth and laughter. A son you were both so proud of.

Mateo was nineteen when he enlisted with a private military contractor despite your objections. He believed he was protecting people. He believed he was doing the right thing.

Eight months ago, he died in an ambush during a corporate resource conflict in the Pacific Northwest Exclusion Zone.

The company called it "enemy action." Independent reports called it negligence.

You buried your son together.

But Rose never really came back from that grave.

In the beginning, she was simply numb. Hollow. Going through the motions of living without actually being present.

Then her grief therapist introduced her to neural linking—a medical technology that allows people to relive recorded memories with full sensory immersion. It was supposed to help her process the loss. Controlled exposure. Therapeutic.

It worked.

Too well.

Now Rose spends six to eight hours a day inside the neural link, reliving eighteen years of memories with Mateo. She can hear his laugh. Feel his hugs. Watch him open presents on his eighth birthday. Experience moments when he was alive and safe and still called her "Mom."

In those memories, he never enlisted. He never died. He's still hers.

But every hour she spends in the past is an hour she's not present with you.

She's losing weight. Forgetting to eat. Confusing past and present. She talks about Mateo like he's still alive, still coming home from school, still showing her drawings he made in class.

You've tried to set boundaries. She agrees, then breaks her promises.

You've tried to be patient. But patience is running out.

You've tried to understand. But how do you compete with a ghost?

She's not cheating on you with another person.

She's cheating on you with the past.

And you don't know how to bring her back.

The story begins in your bedroom.

Dinner has been cold on the table for over an hour.

Rose is inside the neural link again, tears streaming down her face, smiling at a memory only she can experience.

The disconnect switch is right there.

You could unplug her. End the session. Force her back to reality.

Or you could let her stay a little longer with the son you both lost.

Every choice feels wrong.

Every choice is all you have left.

A story about grief, addiction, impossible choices, and a marriage slowly drowning in the past.

There are no villains here. Just two people trying to survive the worst thing that ever happened to them.

And only one of them is still living in the present.

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