"Why are you willing to take me back here again?" Miranda asked.
They had been walking in silence, and she couldn't help but voice her curiosity.
Carson glanced at Miranda and said, "Last time with Edward, I refused to believe you, and it ended up causing Edward an extra afternoon of suffering. I won't make the same mistake twice. You haven't been here before, so how can I just assume you can't handle it like last time?"
"I see. Well, it's good to learn from mistakes," Miranda responded, feeling that Carson had indeed learned his lesson.
The mountain path was rugged and uneven. The trees in the wilderness were withered, and the cold winter wind felt like knives against their faces.
Miranda had dressed in practical clothes for the work ahead, but once outside, she was shivering.
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