Chapter 11: Invitation
A week passed by, and Meloni was curled up in her own space. Her routine had been completely absorbed in making Ray's force breath hers. She had cancelled all her music sessions and only focused on her core. In these seven days, she mastered the movement to the point where she could channel the force even in her sleep.
There were visible changes in her body during this period. Her pupils contracted and dilated faster, adapting to even the slightest or subtle shifts in the light and her emotions. A faint silver-blue ring formed in her irises, which luminated all the time. Making her eyes stand out in the dark.
Her complexion became flawless. Her skin turned cleaner and smoother than before. It felt soft and firm all the time, even to her.
Her hair grew long so that it reached below her waist. Each of the strands turned thick, strong, more defined, and silkier, no matter the weather.
Her senses turned sharp. She could hear the heartbeats of people within a certain radius without even focusing. She could hear a lot of things, from an insect crawling on her lawn to the couple having sex in the distant house.
It wasn't just her hearing, but the sight, that made her notice subtle details. From reading the ingredients on her skincare products while sitting far away, to the way each feather on Ray reacted to the air of the fan.
But something was different today. She woke up before the sun.
Placing her warm palms on her face, even though the room was cold, she sat in a slumped posture on her bed.
Her stomach was twisting, her mood was dipping for no reason. Annoyance was creeping in like a slow leak. It was irrational and completely hers.
"Right, period." Meloni thought. Even force-breath couldn't overwrite being a girl after all.
[Thud'Thud']