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Chloe foster had grown up behind the tall walls of the Oceanside mansion, a world of soft cream curtains, polished floors, and girls her age who had never known the chaos beyond the coast.
The mansion had been her safe haven or so she had thought. But the safety was an illusion. Whispers she overheard one night revealed a horrifying truth Negan had chosen her to become one of his young wives.
The other girls had kept it from her, thinking it better she didn't know, but the truth had reached her ears anyway.
That night, fear and disbelief twisted inside her. She couldn't stay. She wouldn't. She packed her few belongings-and waited until sunrise. When the first light spilled over the ocean, she climbed out a window, the salty breeze on her face mingling with her pounding heart.
She ran without looking back, leaving behind the mansion, the girls, and the only home she had ever known. Each step on the cracked coastal road carried both terror and determination.
The world outside Oceanside was harsh and unforgiving, but so was staying behind. Chloe had nowhere to go, no one to trust, only the long, uncertain path ahead-and the knowledge that her life would never be the same.