(Evelyn's POV)
Late sunlight crossed the living room where I had waited for Arthur to come home more times than I could count. Dust had settled on the piano lid. Nothing in the room required my attention now.
I could still name the photographs I had framed, the books I had shelved and the clothes I had chosen. Most of it had been done while Arthur was at work and Leo was asleep upstairs.
“System, final command. Erase my face from every photograph, digital and physical. Erase the clothes I chose from the closets and the books I read from the shelves. Erase my name from the household accounts, emergency contacts and legal deeds. Execute a complete logic erasure.”
Before the system carried it out, I added one exception.
“Leave only one artifact,” I continued. “The Judgment Log. Make it h
