I’ve often wondered the same thing, and I always end up going back to the way the world was before her- before Alice.
Before Alice… It’s hard to imagine there being a time before Alice, these days, but there was. A comfortable, mundane existence in a world of research and meetings and data… but I knew even then that I wasn’t the same; could not be the same. There was the world around me, and there was me. There was no coalescence, but we could abide one another, for the time being.
-and time passed. Promotions were gained. The research continued. Nothing mattered; just another new day, another new task, another new secretary-
No.
Not just another new secretary.
This was a new everything.
The day I met Alice-
That was the day the world ended.
