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 understanding had blossomed

of losing Bertha now, as they had finally found

Miley’s bones,

gaze drifting towards the river they had journeyed along, its dark waters reflecting the tumult of their

her, a distant sound pierced the silence, an ambulance

feet, vigorously waving her hands

with a

followed closely behind, her

away, relief flooded Miley’s senses,

phone from the paramedics, she yearned to contact Neville, only to realize he was

gnawed at her, knowing any call to him would

out to his parents, though their strained relationship rendered their contact

Miley slumped against the

silence, emanating from within Bertha’s