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Nova and Vicky (meant for each other)
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I posted this on Instagram like and share if you can:
https://www.instagram.com/p/C4ADLrUo5OZ/
A short story for the picture it is really great this time so please enjoy:
Nova and Vicky
Vicky breezed into the room, her presence like a burst of sunlight piercing through clouds. She found Nova sitting quietly, her gaze lost somewhere between the faded wallpaper and the distant horizon of her thoughts.
"What's with the gloomy look, Space Girl?" Vicky teased gently, using the affectionate nickname she had coined for Nova.
Nova sighed, her eyes tracing the lines of her arm stump. "Just… thinking about everything. The accident, the rehab. It's a lot."
Vicky knelt beside her, taking Nova's arm stump in her hands with the utmost care. "Hey, look at me," she said softly, coaxing Nova to meet her gaze. "You are amazing. You've adapted to writing with your left hand as if you were born to do it. And that walk of yours," Vicky smiled, winking playfully, "it's cute. It's uniquely you."
Nova couldn't help but let out a small laugh, her cheeks warming with a blush. "Cute, huh? You always know how to spin things, Vicky."
"And have you seen yourself in the mirror?" Vicky continued, brushing a lock of Nova's hair back with an admirer's touch. "Your hair is stunning. You're like a character out of a sci-fi novel, too cool for this world."
Nova's smile faltered, and she looked away. "But who would want someone like me? I'm… damaged goods."
Vicky's expression softened, and she cupped Nova's face, bringing their eyes together in a moment of silent understanding. Then, without a word, she leaned in and kissed Nova, a kiss filled with all the words they never needed to say aloud.
Pulling back just enough to whisper, Vicky affirmed, "I want you, Nova. You're not damaged, you're strong. Stronger than anyone I know."
In that kiss, doubts melted away, and Nova felt not a hint of loss, but the fullness of being wanted, being cherished — just as she was.
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