She felt powerful. Then hollow. The hit was wearing off faster now. The first scan had been a mountain. Now, every new scan was a smaller hill. She needed more data. More vulnerability. More proof that he was hers .
Scan.
The silence was worse than she imagined. No data streams, no affinity scores, no promises. Just the hum of the city, and her own raw, unfiltered heartbeat. love junkie scan scan
Affinity: 91%. Dependency forming.
Scan.