Название: Nebula's Music
Автор: Aubrie Dionne
Издательство: Ingram
Жанр: Научная фантастика
isbn: 9781616501396
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The man fell to his knees and covered his face with his hands. “It doesn’t concern you. You aren’t her.” He emphasized the last three words as if he was trying to convince himself.
“Mirilee?”
The man glared at her in shock as if she spoke heresy. “How do you know of her? It’s impossible.”
“It is a strange occurrence, but when I play the piano, I see her memories.”
The man gawked as if she claimed she was Mirilee reincarnated. “They said there would be no traces left. When the body is reconstituted, it retains nothing of the former life.”
“Please.” Nebula held out her hand. “I need to know what happened.”
He refused her offer and left her fingers dangling in midair. “If you see her memories, then you already do.”
Her hand felt naked and alone. She took it back and held it close to her side as if it were hurt. “That is incorrect. I see partial memories and only when I play certain pieces.”
“Makes sense in a twisted way.” His words were filled with bittersweet pain. “She loved to play the piano.”
“Please, sir.” Nebula took a step toward him. She had an unexplainable desire to comfort him, to hold her arms around him and feel his skin against hers. But protocol dictated even one step would be pushing it.
“Not ‘sir.’ Radian.”
“Radian.” When she voiced his name, it was like coming home. A thousand words could not be so satisfying. She took another step, but he shriveled away into the corner as if she were poisonous. His reaction to her stung like a slap in the face.
With a flick of his wrist, he buzzed the warning panel for the guard. Nebula looked at him like he’d betrayed her. “Why?”
“Because I can’t deal with this right now. Go back to your duties and forget about this.” His words cracked. “Forget about me.”
Nebula could hear the guard’s footsteps as he jogged to the cell door. She had only seconds at best. She regarded him and, for the first time, felt a sadness twitch her stoic face. Her eyebrows arched and her eyes beseeched.
Radian’s face softened a bit, making him look vulnerable. “Play ‘Moonlight’ Sonata if you want answers about your past. But leave me alone.”
The door disappeared, the outside world intruding as the guard sprinted into the room. “Nebula, is there a problem?”
“No, Corporal.” Her voice was once again flat and composed. “We are done here.”
She walked out of the cell, feeling disappointment weigh her down. Every time she looked at the man, she felt a little more human and she was tempted to gaze into those deep blue eyes forever to discover what that truly meant. But she knew any more attention would be considered excessive and thereby suspicious.
“See, I told you those vagrants and lowlifes wouldn’t speak,” the guard said after the cell door materialized.
Nebula stared at the spot where Radian sat beyond the wall. He was so close, yet it felt as though he were parsecs away. “You were correct. He would not.”
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