Chapter 7: Exhausted

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March 7th's POV:

Days turned into weeks, and despite my best efforts, Stelle remained distant. Each time I tried to reach out, it felt like she was slipping further away. I could see her laughing with Firefly, and while I was happy she had someone to lean on, it didn't make the growing gap between us any easier to bear.

One afternoon, I found Stelle and Firefly playing a game in the lounge. They seemed so absorbed in their fun that they didn't even notice me standing there. I watched for a moment, a mix of longing and frustration building up inside me.

Determined, I walked over. "Hey, Stelle, Firefly," I said, trying to sound cheerful. "Mind if I join you?"

Firefly glanced at Stelle, who looked a bit uncomfortable but nodded. "Sure, March. We're just playing a card game."

I sat down and tried to engage, but it felt forced. The easy camaraderie they shared was something I used to have with Stelle, and now it felt like I was an outsider.

The next day, I decided to join Stelle during her training session. I hoped that maybe some physical activity would help break the ice. "Need a sparring partner?" I asked, stepping into the training room.

Stelle looked surprised but nodded. "Sure, March. Let's see what you've got."

We started sparring, and for a moment, it felt like old times. But as the session went on, the distance between us became more apparent. Stelle's moves were sharp and precise, while I felt clumsy and off-balance, not just physically but emotionally too.

Later that evening, I found myself sitting alone in my quarters. The frustration was overwhelming. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't seem to bridge the gap between us.

I picked up my communicator and hesitated before sending a message to Stelle. Hey, can we talk? I miss you.

I waited, hoping for a quick reply, but none came. The silence felt like a heavy weight on my chest.

March 7th's Thoughts:

Lying in bed that night, I stared at the ceiling, feeling a mix of sadness and defeat. Maybe I was pushing too hard, or maybe Stelle had simply moved on. I didn't know what else to do. For now, all I could do was give her space and hope that someday, things would get better.

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