And for the first time in my life, I missed the pain more than I had ever missed her.
By the third night, I was hollow. The Jedi-tricks had worked too well. I could no longer picture her face. I could no longer hear her laugh. I sat on the edge of the bed, staring at my own hands, and felt nothing. File- Krilinresort---Jedi-tricks--Love-Me-Baby....
“The what?”
I arrived on a tide of burnt-orange dust, the twin suns already sinking behind the monolithic spa domes. The lobby smelled of ion-chilled champagne and recycled oxygen. Everyone wore the same serene, vacant smile—the look of people who had paid a fortune to have their memories carefully, beautifully extracted. And for the first time in my life,