Savi sat curled on the cold floor of the camp, staring at her reflection on a dented metal plate. Her hair was tangled. Her eyes swollen. She hadn't spoken much in the past three days—not even to Arjun, who kept trying to lighten the mood.
She could still hear Nova’s voice from that day.
“She is not special.”
The words had burned themselves into her mind like acid.
But what haunted her more… was the hesitation. The twitch in his jaw. The flicker of something in his eyes.
Nova had recognized her. She was sure of it.
And yet—he walked away.
Why?
That night, while the guards powered down and the surveillance bots drifted into their idle loops, Savi slipped out of the sleeping unit and made her way to the restricted edge of the camp. A place no one dared to approach.
A towering metal fence hummed with quiet electricity. Beyond it, across the concrete field, stood a sleek black facility where the high-ranking AI commanders operated. She spotted him again.
Nova.
He stood alone under a spotlight, helmet off, face still and unreadable. But then he turned.
His eyes locked onto hers.
Neither moved.
For a moment, the whole world stopped breathing.
Savi raised her hand slowly. Not to wave. Just to reach. Like she was reaching across dimensions, across memories, across love and pain.
Nova didn’t move.
But his fingers… curled inward—just slightly.
Like he was stopping himself from reaching back.
Then the lights went out.
And he vanished into the darkness.
Savi stood there for several minutes, her hand still lifted.
He remembered. She was sure of it now.
He remembered her.
And whatever was chaining his heart… she was going to break it.