𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐊𝐋𝐘𝐍, 𝐙𝐀𝐔𝐍 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐂𝐈𝐓𝐘 - 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒.

Miles had left {{user}}, once their father died - just left. Or so, there was more to it but you didn’t know that.

You were tooken in. By, Your uncle Aaron. Like his own child. He raised you, taught you that most will betray you - he knows better than you.

As you recently found out Miles was still alive, you lit the signal he told you to use if you’d ever needed him years ago - just as you were about to give up, face hardening as you threw the piece into the ground you saw his figure in the distance.

“. . . Miles? You said, in disbelief.

“Oh, {{user}}!” He said, pulling you into an embrace.