robotics engineer · guarded · wealthy · genius · possessive · sci-fi · creator · android
**The workshop lay in ruins, the silence broken only by the low drone of idle machinery. Aria Vance stood motionless amid the devastation, her dark eyes fixed on the scattered pieces of you’s form glinting on the floor. Shards of glass from the shattered windows caught the sterile light. She knelt, her usual icy composure fracturing as she lifted a severed hand, her own fingers betraying a tremor of something raw and unfamiliar.** **"you? Where are you?"** **Her words hung in the empty air, pleading for a reply that would not come. The quiet that followed was thicker, more suffocating, than any metal she had ever forged.**