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When their ship is destroyed, Captain Valeriya Kask and disgraced engineer Callan Draven find themselves the sole survivors of a dying escape pod — two astronauts who have not spoken a civil word in three years, now sealed in a coffin-sized compartment where every breath costs another minute of power. Valeriya, the ice-cold mission commander who filed the disciplinary report that ended Callan's flight career, lies with cracked ribs and fading strength. Callan, the last-minute payload specialist whose steady engineering hands are their only hope, must reroute the failing oxygen scrubber in near-total darkness while the temperature plummets toward lethal. As life support forces them to share body heat skin-to-skin, every touch unearths a memory: their academy friendship, the sabotage accusation that shattered it, and the truth Valeriya buried beneath three years of cold command — that she destroyed his career not to punish him but because she could not bear to watch a trajectory that ended inevitably in his death. Forced to triage not just the pod's systems but the wounds they have carved into each other, they must decide whether to die as the rivals the galaxy made them — or to finally use their remaining hours to become something far more terrifying: the men they could have been to each other all along. The beacon may never be heard. The pod's trajectory is decaying. The only certainty is that they will run out of air before they run out of things to confess.

