When Love Comes Late by PASSION

“I’ll get you out of here.

” Miley untied Bertha and offered her assistance to stand.

With no strength remaining, Bertha leaned heavily against Miley, relying on her for support as they made their way out.

Exiting the cabin, they were greeted by the encroaching darkness of nightfall.

Miley reached for her pocket instinctively, only to find it empty.

She recalled her phone being confiscated on their journey here.

Prioritizing Bertha’s safety over summoning help, Miley guided her cautiously, wary of the possibility of Wyatt’s return.

Amidst the dense foliage, eerie birdcalls echoed intermittently, while the air carried the pungent scent of decaying leaves and branches.

Beneath the trees, moss blanketed the ground, and wild grasses flourished.

Insect chirps emanated from the undergrowth.

Despite their efforts, Bertha’s strength waned quickly, and she collapsed to the ground.

“Go.

worry about me,” Bertha urged resignedly, surrendering to

though she could see from the exhaustion evident on Bertha’s face that she was in no

to rest beneath a nearby tree, Miley assured her, “You can rest

a way

”

turned around and

forest for what felt like an eternity, but her efforts

surroundings matched Wyatt’s description of

retrace her steps to search for Bertha, when she was greeted by the soothing

towards the source of the sound,

reached the stream, where a boat was moored at

towards the boat

was slightly damaged, but it was

and headed for

Bertha to

“I’ve found a boat.

on