Young Demetrie is trying to convince herself that everything is fine while everyone else is dying around her. Will She ever accept it and let it be or will she keep fighting to keep others alive? More importantly will she find the source where everyone is dying from before everyone is gone?
“I’m not sorry, Keith.” I blurted out. Tears ran down his face. “How could you, Jack? You didn’t have to say anything! You just had to fucking ruin it! Everything was perfect. Everything was fucking perfect!” “What you did was wrong and you know it!” I snapped at him. “You couldn’t have kept this act for much longer...
