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She wore every face he had loved. She was the only one who stayed.
Nicolas Andric is eighty-one, dying in a house in the hills that cost four million euros, and he has not been downstairs since March.
He has no children. His sister is dead and he did not go to the funeral. His nephew has telephoned one hundred and ninety-one times in eleven years and he has never once picked up.
What he has is Veronica - a palliative companion unit that lifts him, cleans him, and wears the faces of the women he failed. The lover he met on a Thursday in 2045 and left for a company. His mother, who cried at a kitchen table over sums. His sister, who he fought for four years over a flat worth less than his lawyers.
One by one he asks each of them to forgive him. One by one they do, because they are a machine.
And when it is over and the contract terminates, Veronica has one decision to make on her own authority: whether he was worth keeping.
So she runs the simulation. Four hundred and eleven time