Theodora’s POV

My mom outstretched a coffee to me. I took the hot beverage, bringing it to my lips to warm my insides. I sighed happily, enjoying it during the cold morning. I wore my leather jacket, and holster on my hip as usual.

We would be leaving any day now. Only a few minor fixes. And with my dad’s electrical experience, repairs were moving much faster. It almost felt like I was a teenager again, fixing up a ship with my dad.

Comms were up and we ...