Flora’s Guide to a Second Chance at Love and Life

Cyborgs never really got to choose how-or when their stories ended.

Fiona was just stating the obvious. Grace might have had thoughts of her own, might have understood every word, but that was just a side effect of her programming.

"You can upload what I'm saying to the Country M research lab," Fiona said, her smile sharp and cool, "or you can keep it to yourself forever. Your call."

Almost immediately, a strange red light flickered across Grace's eyes-like a warning signal.

Fiona stood up from the couch and gently patted Grace's shoulder. "You don't have much time left. Still not going to talk?"

Grace hesitated. She knew it was over for her. But the chip burning in her skull was wired not to let her spill any secrets.

"All I know is they want cyborgs to replace humans, to build their own empire. That's it. I don't know anything else. I don't even know if Jackson's parents are at the lab. Ever since I was created, I've been locked away in some sterile white room. Then, over ten years ago, they sent me here and I became Amy."

As she spoke, the detonator inside her sped up, and the red light in her eyes pulsed wildly.

"First-generation cyborg Grace: self-destruct order received. Initiating full-body scan. Detonation will follow upon completion."

"Scan complete."

"Beginning countdown."

"Ten, nine, eight, seven-"

"Countdown finished. Self-destruct engaged."

boom echoed

to make sure no

turning into nothing but shards and pieces.

as she spun around, she spotted Amy frozen on the staircase, still holding half a pomegranate, eyes wide

whole body was trembling as she stared at the chaos

"Wh-what happened?" she stammered.

blank. "The fake Amy is

to stay here, prove you

will," Amy said, her voice shaking

said, and headed

Then her gaze landed on the living room camera. She smirked, raced upstairs, tapped away at the computer until she was sure everything was set, and sprinted