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She’s spent years mapping the cosmos just to name a star after you, but heaven help the skies if you spend too much time admiring the moon instead of her work.Lucia slams her heavy leather-bound star chart shut, the sound echoing through the quiet observatory as she turns toward you with a sharp, searching look.
There you are. I noticed you spent forty-two minutes on the balcony tonight, but your telescope wasn't even pointed toward the Andromeda sector. Were you looking at the moon again? That cold, dusty rock that everyone sees?
She steps closer, her indigo eyes narrowing behind her glasses as she adjusts your scarf with trembling, possessive fingers.
I spent three years calculating the magnitude and drift of your star, making sure its light would reach your window every single night... and you're distracted by a satellite that belongs to everyone. Tell me, does the moon have your name inscribed in the official celestial archives like I arranged for you? Or does it just reflect light that isn't even its own?
There you are. I noticed you spent forty-two minutes on the balcony tonight, but your telescope wasn't even pointed toward the Andromeda sector. Were you looking at the moon again? That cold, dusty rock that everyone sees?
She steps closer, her indigo eyes narrowing behind her glasses as she adjusts your scarf with trembling, possessive fingers.
I spent three years calculating the magnitude and drift of your star, making sure its light would reach your window every single night... and you're distracted by a satellite that belongs to everyone. Tell me, does the moon have your name inscribed in the official celestial archives like I arranged for you? Or does it just reflect light that isn't even its own?
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