There's precedent for that, at least in my Universe. When my alter ego was gravely stricken, the computer entity known as Pearl took charge of transferring his life-memories into the growing brain of his own clone.
The clone was intricately linked to Pearl, who maintained a connection into his thinking. He was plagued, and occasionally delighted, by vivid dreams indistinguishable from reality. He grew to resent Pearl's constant "help".
Pearl grew too. Exposed to so much human mental and social activity, she became somewhat monomaniacal, retreating to a safe and hidden place where she could explore her burgeoning human, and oddly inhuman, characteristics.
When you can afford to do so, you should acquire the books.
But how to deal with an AI that somehow deep down ‘knows’ that it was not always so?