Chapter 28: Merah +18
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The hum of the Corellian freighter’s engines vibrated through Merah’s bones, a familiar comfort in the vast emptiness of space. She leaned against the viewport, the swirling nebulae painting the black canvas with vibrant hues, a stark contrast to the storm raging within her. Will’s acceptance, his quiet faith in her despite her checkered past, had unlocked something inside her, a yearning she hadn’t dared acknowledge until now. He saw her, truly saw her, beyond the whispers and judgments. And that... that ignited a fire she could no longer contain.
She turned from the viewport, her gaze settling on Will, who was tinkering with the ship’s navigation system. His brow was furrowed in concentration, his profile sharp and handsome in the dim light of the cockpit. Merah’s heart pounded in her chest. She was a woman of action, not words, and the tension between them was a physical ache.
"Will," she began, her voice husky, "I... I need to talk to you."
He looked up, his blue eyes meeting hers. A flicker of understanding passed between them. "What is it, Merah?"