I didn’t know what was going to happen. Everything seemed fine? Had I been wrong about our entire relationship? All our long conversations and moments, where we stood in the workshop. What could it be? Maybe I did something wrong? Really I don’t know.
When we came into the lounge I sat down in the sofa and waited for him to talk. None of us said anything for a few minutes then he finally said a word.
“I… I really don’t know how to say this to you. I really don’t. I’m confused and I feel like I don’t belong here anymore.”
I didn’t know what to believe. He was my robot, he couldn’t just leave his owner? I looked at him and said “What do you mean?”
Everything was quiet again. Why couldn’t he just say what he wanted to say? I looked up at him and he where just staring out in the air.
Suddenly he looked at me with at malicious glint in his eyes. It felt like he knew what I was thinking.
“You don’t appreciate me and my work anymore. It’s like I don’t exist for you. I get a feeling of you not wanting me here anymore. Maybe it’s a bit rough to say it like that, but now you know how I feel. It feels like I’m trapped in this house, and that I’m not wanted.”
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