The crisp autumn air painted the farmhouse a vibrant tapestry of orange and red. Inside, the crackling fire cast a warm glow as Colet and Maloi sat huddled together, a cozy blanket draped over their shoulders. A comfortable silence settled after a day spent picking apples and discussing plans for the upcoming winter market. Yet, beneath the surface, a discordant note hummed in Colet's heart.
Maloi, oblivious to the internal struggle brewing within Colet, reached for her hand, her touch sending a familiar warmth coursing through Colet's veins. Colet squeezed back, a silent appreciation for the comfort Maloi offered.
"Can you believe it's been six months?" Maloi said, a hint of amazement in her voice. "Six months since we stumbled off that bus, two lost souls in search of a new beginning."
Colet offered a forced smile. Yes, six months of shared laughter, stolen moments of passion, and the slow but steady rhythm of building a life together. But lately, a nagging fear had begun to gnaw at her.
"It's been amazing," Colet agreed, her voice barely a whisper.
"We've achieved so much," Maloi continued, her eyes sparkling with pride. "The farm is starting to thrive, and your music... Col, you haven't played like this in years."
Colet's smile faltered. It was true. The farmhouse had become a haven for her music, the quiet solitude of the countryside fueling a newfound creativity. But her success was a double-edged sword.
"Maybe a little too well," Colet confessed, her voice barely above a whisper.
Maloi' brow furrowed. "What do you mean?"
"Remember the Star Hunt audition?" Colet blurted out. She hadn't intended to bring it up, but the words tumbled out in a torrent of pent-up emotion. "The dream I thought I had?"
Maloi's face softened with understanding. "Colet..."
"Don't get me wrong," Colet continued, her voice gaining strength. "This life here, with you... it's more than I ever dreamed possible. But sometimes, a part of me wonders what might have been."
Maloi fell silent, the weight of Colet's words hanging heavy in the air. The fire crackled, the only sound breaking the tense silence. Colet knew her unspoken question echoed in the room - what if she could still have both?
Just as Colet considered retreating back into her shell, Maloi spoke, her voice calm and reassuring. "Col, your passion for music is what drew me to you in the first place. Don't you think you deserve to explore that passion?"
Colet's heart pounded with a mixture of hope and fear. Was Maloi suggesting she leave?
"But this," Colet gestured around them, the cozy haven they had built together, "what about us?"
Maloi took Colet's face in her hands, her chestnut brown eyes searching Colet's with unwavering love. "Col, our bond goes deeper than a shared roof or a farm. If your music calls to you, I'll support you all the way, even if it means letting you go."
Colet's eyes welled up with tears. "But what if I don't want to go?" she whispered, the fear of losing Maloi threatening to consume her.
Maloi's smile held a hint of sadness. "Then we'll figure it out together," she whispered, pulling Colet into a tight embrace. "But first, you need to understand what you truly want, Colet. Your music is a part of you, just like you're a part of me. And even if the path ahead is uncertain, we'll face it together, one note at a time."
Colet closed her eyes, the warmth of Maloi's embrace and the unwavering support in her voice washing over her. The discordant note in her heart had softened, replaced by a tentative melody of hope, a promise to face the future together, whatever it may hold. In the quiet of the farmhouse, nestled in the embrace of autumn, Colet knew one thing for sure - their love story, like a complex musical composition, was still being written, and the next movement was waiting to be played.
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MELODY & MAYHEM (Macolet AU)
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