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MILA
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Fantasy
"Mila, hold still." The words were sharp, clinical-spoken by someone who had done this a thousand times, but for me, it was the first. Maybe the last. "Begin." The command echoed, followed by a mechanical hum that filled the sterile room. Interlinked... Interlinked... Interlinked... Each repetition slammed through my skull like a pulse, like a countdown I didn't understand but couldn't stop. A sharp flash of white light seared across my vision-blinding, endless, all-consuming. I shook violently, my body rebelling against the machine's grip as sweat carved cold rivers down my spine. My breath hitched, ragged, as my heartbeat pounded in my ears, faster, louder, threatening to tear itself free. Was this it? Had this been the end? Or was this the beginning of something I couldn't come back from?
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It's scary enough to hurtle through space at a speed faster than light, worse to be on a strange alien planet, and worse still to have the handsome and charming captain of my ship accidentally ingest pollen from a mysterious flower from the planet. But when the captain, the only other person on this entire planet besides myself, has an extreme reaction within hours, I'm completely helpless. Especially since his symptoms include a burning desire for me-the awkward, shy engineer who's long since assumed he'd never even look my way. - "Let me out, Dr. Rosales," he said before anything else, catching me off-guard with the instant demand and the roughness of his low voice. I pulled up his vitals and transferred the display onto the glass between us once more. "You know why I can't do that, Captain," I said while scrolling through the numbers to see how they'd been elevating throughout the past couple of hours. "Doctor, let me out." "You are medically compromised and unfit for-" I jumped when he turned, rushed the glass, and slammed his hands against it, his deep blue eyes piercing through me like daggers. His voice was level again, but it was the kind of quiet that was dangerous, that was a warning that this was the last chance. "This is my ship. I'm the captain. Let me out, Thalia, or I'll break out. You're not gonna like what I do if it gets that far."

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