After I Died, My Husband Mistook a Bionic Robot for Me

Three years after I died, the one still by my husband’s side was the android I had painstakingly designed and built.

She looked exactly like me and had recorded all my habits and mannerisms from when I was alive.

She just never got angry with him.

So my husband noticed nothing amiss, but brought a different woman home every night, trying to provoke me and see me go mad with jealousy.

Until one day, his childhood sweetheart and first love pushed “me” off the balcony.

My husband was horrified to discover that “I” didn’t seem to bleed…