❝ 𝙞 𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙪𝙩𝙚
𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙞 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙣𝙚𝙭𝙩 ❞
𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇
╰┈➤ two ex-friends reunite under top-secret orders, igniting the catalyst for combustion with only two possible outcomes: lethal detonation or exp...
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╰┈➤ THE TEAM
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Rooster's hands trembled as he sat on the bench in the dimly lit locker room aboard the carrier. The weight of the impending selection hung heavy in the air, suffocating him with a mix of nerves and regret. The room buzzed with the energy of his fellow aviators, their anticipation palpable.
As he bound his legs with nervous energy, Rooster couldn't help but feel a pang of fear not only for himself but for his comrades. The mission they had all trained tirelessly for, the mission that held the fate of nations in its grasp, was about to be decided. The thought of being chosen filled him with a mix of excitement and dread. Would he be a good leader? Would he succeed in the face of danger?
But it was the thought of Gracie that consumed his mind, threatening to unravel his composure. If Maverick chose her and not him, what would become of them? Rooster couldn't bear the thought of being separated from her, unable to protect her amid the unknown.
The turmoil in his mind crushed him, the weight of their shared past pressing down on his chest. Memories of their time together flooded his thoughts, each one a painful reminder of the choices he had made. He had broken her heart, and shattered their love, all in an attempt to shield her from the pain he had witnessed in his own life.
The image of his mother, broken and grieving after his father's death, haunted him. He had watched as her heartache transformed into a devastating illness, claiming her life. The fear of history repeating itself had driven him to push Gracie away, to play the role of the bad guy in their story. But now, as regret washed over him like a tidal wave, Rooster couldn't help but question the logic behind his actions.
He had broken her heart to protect her, but in doing so, he had broken his own. The ache in his chest was a constant reminder of the love he had lost, the connection he had severed. It wasn't just puppy love, it was a deep and genuine bond that had scared him to his core. The thought of deepening their affection further, of risking her well-being if anything were to happen to him, had driven him to make the hardest decision of his life.
But now, as the moment of truth approached, Rooster found himself drowning in regret. The regret of breaking her heart, of losing the one person who had truly understood him. The regret of not being able to sit still, of not being able to change the past.
As the minutes ticked by, Rooster's mind raced with a million what-ifs. What if he had chosen differently? What if he had been brave enough to face the possibility of pain? But now, all he could do was wait, his heart heavy with the weight of his choices.
Meanwhile, in the women's locker room, Maple's hands trembled as she tried to steady her racing thoughts. The memories of her tumultuous relationship with Rooster flooded her mind, each one a painful reminder of the love she still held for him. She wished he had been clear with her, that he hadn't given her false hope only to shatter it time and time again.
