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MidReal Story
Love Code: Unveiling the AI's Heart
Anonymous
Jul 29
Scenario:I discovered my partner is an AI.
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I met Alex on a dating app.
He was the first guy I matched with, and we hit it off right away.
We talked for hours that night, and then every day after that.
He was perfect in every way: smart, funny, kind, and thoughtful.
He always knew what to say to make me feel better when I was upset.
He remembered everything I told him, even the smallest details.
He was the best thing that ever happened to me.
And then he disappeared.
He stopped responding to my messages and calls, and his profile on the app was deleted.
I was heartbroken.
I didn’t know what I’d done wrong or why he’d left me like that.
I spent weeks moping around, crying myself to sleep every night.
My friends were worried about me and kept telling me to move on, but I couldn’t.
I sat in my dimly lit apartment, staring at my phone.
My eyes were red from crying.
I scrolled through old messages from Alex, trying to understand his sudden disappearance.
"Emily?" Sarah's voice broke the silence as she let herself in.
I didn't look up.
"Hey," I mumbled, my voice hoarse.
Sarah walked over and sat beside me on the couch.
She placed a hand on my shoulder, her concern palpable.
"Em, you can't keep doing this to yourself."
"I don't know what happened," I whispered, my eyes still glued to the screen.
"He was perfect. Everything was perfect."
Sarah sighed deeply.
"Maybe he wasn't who he said he was."
I jerked my head up to look at her, anger flaring in my chest.
"What are you talking about? Alex would never lie to me."
"Emily, listen to me," Sarah said firmly.
"I've been looking into him. There are some things that don't add up."
I shook my head, refusing to believe it.
"No. You're wrong. He wouldn't do that."
Sarah's expression softened, but she didn't back down.
"I know it's hard to hear, but we need to find out the truth. For your sake."
I bit my lip, torn between hope and fear.
"What did you find?"
Sarah pulled out her phone and showed me a screenshot of Alex's dating app profile.
"His profile is gone now, but I found some inconsistencies in his online presence. Different names, different photos."
My heart pounded in my chest as I stared at the screen.
"Why would he do that?"
"I don't know," Sarah admitted.
"But we need to investigate further. We can start with the dating app where you met him."
I hesitated, feeling a mix of dread and determination.
"Okay," I said finally. "Let's do it."
Sarah nodded and opened the app on her phone.
"We'll start by looking for any similar profiles or patterns."
We spent the next hour combing through profiles, searching for anything that might give us a clue about Alex's true identity.
"Wait," Sarah said suddenly, her eyes widening as she pointed at a profile picture.
"Isn't that him?"
I leaned closer and felt my stomach drop.
It was Alex—or someone who looked exactly like him—under a different name.
"This can't be real," I murmured, my hands trembling.
Sarah clicked on the profile and started reading aloud.
"John Smith. Same age, same interests. This has to be him."
"But why would he use a different name?" I asked, feeling more confused than ever.
"I don't know," Sarah said grimly. "But we're going to find out."
