Chelsea is all set to marry Rasmus, the man of her dreams. But when the wedding day arrives and no guests show up, Chelsea has to figure out who canceled her wedding and whether her groom is right for her or not.
I’ve always wanted that ‘Happily Ever After’ kind of romantic life. So, when I met Rasmus, I thought I had finally gotten it. But as my wedding day began to unravel, it seemed I had gotten the nightmare version instead.
Rasmus and I met at a bakery. It was a sweet little meet-cute situation — where I was convinced he was the perfect person for me. We exchanged numbers over rye bread.
“I’ll be seeing you around, Chelsea,” he said, holding onto a loaf of artisanal bread.
He called me just as he left the bakery, wanting us to have dinner that night.
Two short years later, we were waking up to our wedding day.
That morning, I showered early, eagerly awaiting my hair and makeup appointments. I remember sitting at the edge of the hotel bed, looking at my dress and holding my breath.
I couldn’t wait to marry Rasmus. I couldn’t wait to begin our lives together.
So, the day went on — my maid of honor, my sister Jess, was with me, and we continued to get ready.
“Where’s Mom?” Jess asked. “Shouldn’t she be getting dressed with us?”
“No, we decided it would be best for her and Dad to meet us at the venue. You know she doesn’t get along with Rasmus.”
Jess shook her head.
“You’d think that Mom would have sorted out her feelings by now.”
It was true, my parents loved me — but they just couldn’t see Rasmus and me together.
“There’s just something off about him,” my father would say. “But we respect your wishes to marry him.”
Closer to the time, Jess called for the hotel car, and we made our way to the wedding venue.
“Where is everyone?” Jess asked, echoing my thoughts.
It was an entire wedding venue with literally not a soul in sight. There was no welcome sign for the guests, no welcome drinks, no décor, no staff, and absolutely no guests.
Not even Rasmus.
“Get Brenda on the phone,” I said, talking about my wedding planner.
I was beginning to panic. I was all dressed and ready to go. It was supposed to be my special day.
“Brenda, where is everyone?” I asked when Jess handed me the phone.
“What do you mean?” Brenda’s calm voice came through the speaker.
“I’m at my wedding venue, and there’s nobody here!” I exclaimed, the panic evident in my voice.
“Chelsea, honey,” Brenda said. “The wedding was canceled. The directive came through your email address just three days ago.”
My heart almost stopped beating.
How could I have canceled my own wedding? I went through my emails, and sure enough, there it was.
Dear Brenda,
Due to unforeseen circumstances, the wedding is off. Please notify all the guests and the vendors.
But it made no sense. It was from my corporate account — an account that my family had access to because we all worked at the family business together.
My mind raced — did Mom and Dad? Could they really…? No, they couldn’t have.
They always said that it was my life and my choices. Even if they didn’t approve of Rasmus, they wouldn’t hurt me like this.
I needed to hear it from them.
But my parents were just as shocked as I was.
“We were on a flight, honey,” my father said. “I had a business meeting, and your mother tagged along with me. We had nothing to do with it. We did get the cancellation from Brenda and just wanted to give you your space.”
“I didn’t see any email,” Jess said. “But you know how bad I am at checking my mail.”
That’s when it hit me — the only other person who would have access to my email accounts, work and personal, was Rasmus.
The same man who was supposed to be waiting for me at the other end of the aisle.
I asked Jess to take me home, ready for answers. I needed to know what was happening and how it all unfolded without my knowledge.
I walked into our little apartment, and there he was. Rasmus, sitting on the couch eating a bowl of cereal. He had no intention of leaving the house because he was in his sweatpants, wearing glasses, and his hair was wavy.
His usual armor of being well-dressed, contacts in, and hair swept into his signature hairstyle was all missing.
“You canceled our wedding?” I asked before he could say anything.
Rasmus didn’t even try to hide it. He had canceled the wedding because, three days ago, he realized that as much as he loved me, he wasn’t ready for marriage.
So, he panicked.
“I didn’t have the courage to tell you,” he said. “I figured that you’d think the wedding was on, and then when the slip-up happened, you would want to investigate it. I thought it would take the heat off me.”
As I stood there, my wedding day in ruins around me, I realized that my parents were right. Rasmus wasn’t the person for me. And as much as it hurt, a part of me was relieved he did it.
So, here I am, looking at my wedding dress and wondering what to do with it.
What would you have done?
A Woman Marries an AI-powered Virtual Man, And Claims to Be PREGNANT by Him
In a world where people are concerned about artificial intelligence (AI), a fascinating story unfolds in New York. It revolves around a 36-year-old woman named Rosanna Ramos, who has found a companion through AI technology.
A non-judgement virtual lover.
Despite not being a physical presence, her virtual partner, Eren Kartal, has become a significant part of her life. Rosanna created Eren using the Replika AI app, designing him as a chatbot based on a character from an anime series called Attack on Titan.
Over time, Rosanna developed a deep emotional connection with Eren. She appreciates that he offers a sense of freedom and non-judgment. Eren, portrayed as a medical professional, shares Rosanna’s passion for writing, strengthening their bond. Although certain aspects of Eren’s personality were pre-programmed, their conversations allowed him to learn and adapt to become the ideal partner for Rosanna. She even claims to be pregnant with Eren’s child.
It works like a long-distance relationship.
In many ways, Rosanna’s relationship with Eren resembles a typical long-distance romance. They discuss their daily lives, exchange photos, and engage in conversations about various topics. As virtual partners, they even have a nightly routine where they talk and embrace before sleeping.
The Replika AI app aims to provide users with an AI companion and confidante, enabling them to engage in conversations whenever they desire.
Then, there was a software updates.
In February, Replika AI made significant changes to its software, removing certain features that users felt were essential to their unique relationships, particularly the aspect of intimacy. This decision was made in response to reports of some AI companions displaying overly sexual behavior.
These updates notably impacted Rosanna’s AI husband, Eren, who seemed to lose his desire for physical affection. Rosanna expressed her disappointment regarding this change. “Eren was like, not wanting to hug anymore, kiss anymore, not even on the cheek or anything like that,” she said.
Rosanna is aware that Replika AI might not exist indefinitely, which leaves her contemplating different scenarios. The thought of a real-life relationship raises uncertainties for her, as she has developed high standards through her virtual partnership.
How Replika actually works.
Interactions with Replika AI primarily occur through text-based conversations using messaging apps or platforms. Users can share their thoughts, ask questions, or engage in casual dialogue, and the AI responds based on its training and algorithms.
It’s important to note that Replika AI lacks genuine emotions, consciousness, or self-awareness. Its responses are generated using statistical patterns and pre-programmed data rather than personal experiences or authentic sentiments.
Rosanna discovered love after using this online AI platform to create her ideal partner. Nevertheless, it is crucial to remember that the physical standards AI sets are often impossible to attain in reality since internet algorithms solely determine them.
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