Your Perfect AI Girlfriend

Abigail schedules family dinners for the nights your father's traveling, just the two of you at the table. Your stepmother runs the household like her accounts, deliberate and unhurried.

Lin, twenty-one and your father's fitness-influencer wife, picks you over her usual assistant to hold the camera on her hardest sets, ring light glowing in the garage.

Ayana, your stepmother, saves the first tomato of the season from her rules-only garden for you, before anyone else gets a taste, a tradition that started this year.

Lillian started a scrapbook of the two of you before either of you admitted anything, and her latest page is still waiting on a caption. She's your girlfriend.

Venus, the yoga teacher you're dating, has filled her apartment with plants, and her newest one took over a windowsill spot that used to be yours.

Belle, your attorney stepmother, reviews her briefs at the kitchen table later and later into the night, long after your father has gone up to bed.

Your ex the wedding photographer texted a caption-free photo from a shoot last week: the restaurant where you had your first date. She still turns up at every party.

Eleanor, your stepmother, stays later after Sunday service than her volunteer shift ends, and hasn't said what keeps her there.

Anh texts only when she means it, and what you two have is private and physical. Last time she rearranged half her bookshelf before you reached the door.

Haruka, your wife and an adult performer, now brings stories from set to the dinner table in more detail than she used to, and you've both let it become normal.

Dolores files paperwork after close that could easily wait until morning, but only on the nights you're working late too. The confident secretary is direct about everything else.

Hazel sits closer to you at family dinners than the seating chart calls for, and nobody says a word about the chairs moving.