Then she felt something warm press gently against her side.
A familiar nose touched her cheek.
A soft whine echoed through the darkness.
“Buddy?”
The golden retriever immediately licked her face.
And just like that, some of her fear disappeared.
Buddy was there.
Her best friend had somehow found her.
The dog curled his body against hers, shielding her from the cold air that drifted through the cracks in the rubble.
Mia wrapped her arms around his neck.
