Writer's povAfter a while Sally woke up, “Come on,” Kayla said, helping Sally stand. “We’ll walk until we see someone. Just a little more.”Hand in hand, they stepped back onto the road, the morning sun now shining brighter. The journey was far from over, but they were free from the compound. And that, for the first time in days, gave Kayla a fragile spark of hope.The day was getting hotter, burning on their backs as Kayla and Sally continued along the dusty road. Their steps were slow, their clothes sticking to their skin. Every sound….the rustle of leaves, felt sharper, heavier. Kayla kept glancing over her shoulder, half-expecting to see Ella’s men appear at any moment.Her throat was dry, and Sally’s lips had turned pale. Hunger gnawed at them both, but thirst was worse. They hadn’t had water since the night before, and Kayla’s tongue felt like sandpaper. She tried not to show her weakness, forcing her steps to stay steady for Sally’s sake.At last, after what felt like endless w
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