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Stellar Redemption: Leona's second chance.

After tragically falling victim to her husband's violence and betrayal, Leona finds herself inexplicably thrust back in time, granted a precious second chance to rewrite the narrative of her life. Determined to seize this opportunity and carve a path solely for herself, she resolves to steer clear of entanglements with men, vowing to prioritize her own well-being above all else. However, fate has other plans as Zane Orion unexpectedly enters her life, his presence disrupting her carefully crafted solitude. Despite her initial reluctance, Leona finds herself drawn to Zane's magnetic charm and genuine kindness. Yet, the scars of her past still haunt her, casting a shadow of doubt over the possibility of opening her heart once more. As Leona grapples with conflicting emotions and the fear of vulnerability, she embarks on a journey of self-discovery, torn between the desire for love and the lingering trauma of her past. Will she ultimately find the courage to embrace love anew, or will the ghosts of her past continue to hold her captive in their grip? [Background is an Interstellar/Space opera world, so CEO urban but in space and better technology]

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Inevitable 2

"You sure you don't want a taste?" she teases, holding the spoon out toward me, a mischievous glint in her brown eyes.

She's playful, daring, and entirely unaware of the chaos she's causing in me. Or maybe she knows—maybe she does it on purpose.

I smirk, crossing my arms as I take a deliberate step closer. "I don't know, I've never really been much of a sweet tooth."

She shrugs, undeterred, and scoops up another bite. "Your loss."

She takes the spoon between her lips, her expression blissful as if she's savoring the best thing she's ever tasted. A few drops of the gelato cling to the corner of her mouth, catching the faint light.

At that moment, something snaps.

It's not me anymore—it's instinct, a force beyond reason. My body moves before my brain can catch up. I reach out, my thumb brushing the corner of her lips, swiping away the stray remnants of the ice cream.

Leona freezes, her eyes widening slightly, but she doesn't pull away.