When Love Comes Late by PASSION

Miley felt a surge of agitation, her senses heightened as she reached out to check Bertha’s breath.

Though feeble, it was still discernible, offering a glimmer of reassurance amidst her growing concern.

With urgency coursing through her veins, Miley swiftly initiated cardiopulmonary resuscitation for Bertha.

“I’ve called for an ambulance.

They’ll be here soon.

Just hang in there…”

Yet, despite her efforts, Bertha remained unresponsive.

As she rubbed Bertha’s chilled hands, Miley’s prayers became fervent pleas.

“Please, don’t die! The doctors will be here any moment…”

previous discord, a newfound

losing Bertha now,

bones, leaving her

towards the river they had journeyed

to consume her, a distant sound pierced the silence, an

leaped to her feet, vigorously

medical team swiftly approached with a stretcher, loading Bertha

closely behind, her

flooded Miley’s senses, the weight of

yearned to contact Neville, only to realize he was absent

gnawed at her, knowing any

reaching out to his parents,

at Bertha’s unconscious form, Miley slumped against the seat, her spirits

interrupted the silence, emanating