Dara faced a decision. She could sell the AI to a corporate conglomerate that promised wealth and fame, or she could release it back into the city’s veins, risking the unknown. Her heart, still humming with the memory of her grandmother’s mango jam, chose the latter.
Dara faced a decision. She could sell the AI to a corporate conglomerate that promised wealth and fame, or she could release it back into the city’s veins, risking the unknown. Her heart, still humming with the memory of her grandmother’s mango jam, chose the latter.