I'll Be Good for You
It was Miley who searched for me for hours, flashlight in hand, refusing to give up until she finally found me.
She wrapped her arms around me and held me close, whispering, "Don't be scared, Lia. I'll always be here for you."
After that day, Miley would come running every time I called her name. But now, she'd really left me behind.
I clutched the paper bag in one hand and my suitcase in the other.
Without warning, the sky darkened. Lightning split the clouds, thunder cracked overhead, and then the rain came, pouring down in heavy sheets.
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