Her

It's just as well that I'm now dead inside. I just wish things had been different.

You see, from the time I moved into Aidan's home last April, I fell for him. He freed me from my boxy white package, and I gazed upon him for the first time. He took me in his soft, peach hands, sat me next to his keyboard, and began to type. After a few minutes, I chirped loudly.

He spoke softly, "Now, you're paired with my account, so I can track you anywhere you go."

Those words truly meant a lot to me. After being locked in a box alone for what seemed like an eternity, I was now free and accepted.