His AI Heart
"Brought breakfast. Come eat with us."
I glanced at the clear pastry boxes inside the bags.
Hazelnut croissants and almond bread.
Ava's favorites, but things that could send me into anaphylactic shock.
The first time I was rushed to the emergency room for accidentally eating nuts, Carlo had sat by my bedside, his face pale, and sworn to God he would never let it happen again.
But the next breakfast he brought home would, once again, be filled with hazelnuts and almonds.
It was a habit ingrained in him from twenty years with his childhood friend, Ava.
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