“Dad?” the boy said. Then he looked at the real Kaelen. “Who’s that?”
Kaelen had designed the core algorithm. He’d written the code that stabilized the quantum handshake. But he’d never walked through. Until today. igt portal
Tears welled in her eyes—not from memory, but from empathy. She didn’t know why she was crying. “Dad
He stepped through.
He had two choices: take her back to a world where her son never existed, where she would wake up in a stranger’s life. Or leave her here, happy and ignorant, and return alone to his empty apartment, his cold desk, his thousandth transit marked only by a quiet chime. happy and ignorant