Deep Down Your Black Heart
Evee replied with a soft smile, though her keen eyes caught movement in her peripheral vision—men approaching.
“My mom always said not to play with fire. Be careful, okay?” Sofia pleaded, her innocent face locking onto Evee’s, ensuring she understood the weight of her words.
Evee’s smile faltered slightly as she gently prodded, “Speaking of which, where are your parents?”
Sofia’s expression darkened, her small hands clenching tightly. “They left me.”
“A lot of families were separated when the infection started,” Evee comforted, wrapping Sofia in a tight hug. “I’m sure they’re out there somewhere looking for you. We’ll find them.”
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