Avery Miller bowed her head, tears trailing down her face. She simply shook her head, "It's nothing, I'm just tired. If possible, I want to leave..."
"I've already returned," Derek Mason interrupted softly, pausing before adding tenderly, "I arrived in City A yesterday, dealing with jet lag. I didn't expect... I had planned to look for you as soon as I got back..."
His voice carried a hint of guilt, softening further upon hearing her tearful tone, "Okay, I'll take you away."
...
The sky was dense, like a sweep of God's brush unintentionally creating an ink painting, with distant mountains looming ominously.
After hanging up, Avery Miller began her slow trek back along the path she had come. A raindrop splashed onto her pale face, sliding off silently.