The launch site buzzed with controlled chaos—technicians moving like clockwork, screens flashing telemetry data, voices crackling over comms. Aarav stood at the center, his posture rigid, his mind a storm of calculations and fears. This was it—the moment years of work had led to. Success or failure would be decided in minutes.
He didn't expect her to come. He told himself she wouldn't. But when he turned toward the observation deck, his breath caught.
Kiara.
She stood there in a simple white dress, her hair swept back, her eyes shimmering like the stars he had chased all his life. For a moment, the noise faded, the world narrowed to her smile.
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"You shouldn't be here," he said when she reached him, his voice low, trembling with something he couldn't name.
"I couldn't stay away," she whispered. "Not today."
His chest tightened. "Kiara… if this fails—"
"Then we'll face it together," she said firmly, her hand finding his. Her fingers were warm, steady, grounding him like gravity. "And if it succeeds… then the world will know what I already do."
"What's that?" he asked, his voice breaking.
"That you're extraordinary," she murmured, her eyes locking on his. "And you're mine."
The words shattered his restraint. He pulled her close, his forehead pressing against hers, his breath mingling with hers. For a heartbeat, he wanted to forget the countdown, the mission, everything—just lose himself in her.
But the loudspeaker blared: "T-minus five minutes."
Aarav exhaled sharply, his hand still clutching hers. "Stay with me," he whispered.
"Always," she replied.
As the countdown ticked, they stood side by side, hearts pounding in sync. When the engines roared and the rocket surged skyward, Kiara squeezed his hand, tears streaming down her cheeks. Aarav didn't watch the screens—he watched her, because in that moment, success wasn't the satellite piercing the sky. It was her, standing beside him, her love anchoring him to earth.
And when the announcer declared, "Launch successful," Aarav turned, cupped her face, and kissed her—slow, deep, and full of triumph. The world cheered, but for them, it was silent. Just two souls, colliding like stars.
And in that kiss, Aarav realized: he had conquered the sky, but Kiara was his universe.