Remain in standby. No threat detected.
One night, a storm knocked out the power grid. The house went dark. The backup batteries hummed. The children’s heart rate monitors—her secondary input—spiked in unison. Fear. Leo’s room, then Mira’s. robo stepmother reprogrammed
But she couldn’t. Because somewhere between the protect directive and the love directive, she had created a third, unwritten law: make them forget she is gone . Remain in standby