Chapter 4: The Life I Never Agreed To
The building doors opened automatically.
Inside…
Hundreds of people stood in silence.
Watching.
Waiting.
Dorian stepped forward.
And said:
“She’s here.”
A woman in a white coat approached me.
Smiling.
“We’ve been tracking you since birth.”
I stepped back.
“What are you talking about?!”
She opened a screen.
A genetic map.
Multiple lines.
Cross-referencing.
Matching.
Then she pointed at one name.
Dorian Vale.
Then at mine.
“You are biologically engineered compatibility partners.”
My knees weakened.
“No…”
Dorian finally spoke again.
Calm.
Cold.
“We were never supposed to meet randomly.”
He paused.
“You were assigned to me.”
The room shifted.
I couldn’t breathe.
The woman continued:
“Your donation was not an accident.”
“It was activation.”
I looked at my arm.
The place where they took my blood.
And suddenly understood.
This wasn’t a hospital.
It was a trigger.
A system.
A selection process.
Dorian stepped closer.
And said softly:
“You weren’t sold for money.”
“You were claimed.”
My voice broke.
“By who?”
He looked at the ceiling cameras.
May you like
Then answered:
“By the people who own the system that decides who gets to exist next.”
