“Just come with me,” Kayla said, tightening her grip around my hand.I let her pull me along. My feet moved, but my body felt empty, like all the strength had drained out of me. I followed without arguing, too tired to resist.We walked for a long time.“Are we there yet?” I asked, my voice weak.“No,” she replied, not slowing down, not letting go. I had a feeling she knew that the moment she did, I would turn back.We kept going.Minutes passed, maybe more. I asked again.“Are we there yet?”“No,” she said, firmer this time.I lifted my head as we continued walking, and my chest tightened when I realized how far we had gone. Houses were no longer clustered around us. The road felt lonely. Quiet. Almost abandoned.“Kayla,” I said, slowing my steps. “We’re really far from home.”“I know,” she answered calmly. “But we’re close. I promise.”She pulled me forward until we stopped in front of a house.It was a low bungalow, simple and isolated, sitting alone like it had been placed there o
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