*Miranda’s POV*
It was hard to stay focussed on running when relief washed over us along with the feeling of overwhelming fatigue. We’d run for our lives and relied on adrenaline to pull us through. Now that we were safe and the adrenaline wasn’t needed anymore, the lack of food and sleep caught up with us... fast. Lillian fell to her knees and wept, unrestrained and unashamed. She sobbed loudly as she poured out all the bottled up emotions that could poison her heart. I wished I could do the same but instead I swallowed my tears down and scanned the area for signs of a threat.
“I know its hard,” I told her, my voice coming out in a rough croak. “But we need to keep going. They will still come looking for us.” It was the truth, however hard it was to swallow.
“I can’t go back in there,
