we'd been planning our wedding for a year, and i told him i didn't care if the ceremony was tiny as long as the vows felt personal. a week before the wedding, he handed me two pages of perfect, glossy prose. i knew he hadn't written them
i asked which assistant he'd used. he said he'd asked his ai girlfriend because she understood his feelings better. then i read the sentence about 'the emerald eyes that first taught me devotion.' my eyes are brown
he said it was metaphorical. i asked whether the metaphor had a name. it did. he had copied a romantic passage the chatbot had written about herself and forgotten to remove the description
we postponed the ceremony. he thinks i'm angry about ai writing tools. i'm angry that he didn't bother reading the promises he was planning to say to my face