The air hums with silent electricity as I stand outside the Apple Store, my heartbeat syncing with the pulsing glow of the logo above. This isn’t just a pickup—I’m here to claim a device that rewires reality itself. My hands tremble, not from cold, but from the memory of what I saw in the demo: a vision of her face, alive again in augmented memory. If I turn back now, I stay trapped in grief. If I go forward… I might lose myself in a world that feels more real than truth.