My worst fear is that after we both die and enter our separate NuLyves, I’ll miss you more than you miss me. Yes, I know the virtual afterlife is about starting a new chapter: Meeting new Veople, exploring everything you couldn’t before, redefining yourself. I know everyone will be enjoying their NuFamilies. But after 48 years together, I can’t stomach it. That’s why I’m paying them to revise the code so you forget our real life—so you meet me again, are drawn to me again, marry me again. Call me romantic or call me possessive—I’m not sure there’s a difference.