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Her spouse died of liver cancer. She was heartbroken and
devastated. She felt cheated. Her obsession grew and grew each
day without her lover. She became sad, melancholic, and eventually
depressed. She couldn't let go. Eric couldn't let her. The Fax
Machine couldn't let him. He felt tears swelling up in his eyes.

Anita found her I.D.
Mei Ling; a young woman in her twenties. She lived a well-
balanced life, went to a college she loved all by herself, and most
importantly, she appreciated herself. She woke up every day with
her white teeth showing, ready to head to school and make a
difference in both her life and the world. Every day, she was happy
and smiling, and she never thought that things could go wrong.
Except it could. See, what she never told her strict, traditional-
Chinese parents was that she was asexual and aromantic. She'd
never felt attracted to anyone and she never saw anyone be more
than just a friend. When she came out to her parents, they were
devastated. Already disappointed that their only child was female,
this tipped them over the edge, and they disowned her. They took
everything away from her, her money, her education. That very
day, she went insane. The shock did irreversible, daemonic things
to her psyche. And while Eric wanted to help her, the Fax Machine
told him otherwise. He felt his pulse racing. Eric felt his head spin.
Anita zipped her bag shut.

Now was the time. Eric could hold it no more. He knew he
needed to right his wrongs, and this would only be just the
beginning of a long series of reparation. He reached into his quiver,