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They met by chance in a crowded bar.
She was Dr. Isla Torres, a brilliant NASA physicist with a sharp mind and sharper instincts. He was Ryland Grace, an awkward but beloved middle school science teacher with a habit of turning every conversation into a lecture on something wonderfully nerdy.
One ridiculous shirt. One impulsive question. One night that turned into forever.
They fell in love quickly-messily, intensely, completely. Ryland loved the way Isla could match his science with ease and then challenge him just to watch him think. Isla loved the way Ryland made her laugh like she wasn't carrying the weight of the world on her shoulders.
They married.
Built a life together.
Years of quiet mornings, shared jokes, late-night arguments about Pluto, and a love so steady it felt like gravity itself.
And then-
Dr. Ryland Grace and Dr. Isla Torres Grace wake up.
Not in their bed.
Not in their home.
But aboard a spaceship drifting in deep space.
Head pounding. Memory fractured. No idea how they got there.
Ryland looks at the controls he doesn't remember learning.
Isla stares at the stars she doesn't remember agreeing to leave Earth for.
And between them, a terrifying truth begins to form:
They didn't just wake up in space.
They were sent there.
Together.