A popular legend says that there exists an invisible red thread linking two people together. What the legend doesn't state is whether that red comes from love, or from blood.
"I could have never forgiven him for what he did to me. Memories keep storming in my mind without warning, and they hit me in the face like a frozen wind. I was taken away from my parents, from my boyfriend, from everything I knew and thrown in some godforsaken lab. Then came Him, to make my life a living hell, the only successful experiment he's ever done. Because this place kills your soul even if you make it out alive. I am Leyla Monteiro, and this is my story. I hope I'll have the chance to get to the end of it. "
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Book 2: Children of Violence
Cristine her heart thumped. She could hear blood passing through her ears - thump, thump, thump-and looking down saw her red coated chest moving up and down. She even tasted textured meat that was never meant to be chewed on by a human.
She noticed how her dirty hands shook around her upper legs and inhaled. Her vision became blurry when she looked at the calm Troy.
Suddenly, she was hot and sweaty, so hot and sweaty that she wanted to run. But as soon as she tried to stand it left her body unsteady. The trembling traveled down into her legs and hips, leaving her shaky. She felt weak, as if everything just drained out of her. Yet, her heart seemed to pound even faster, even harder. She tried taking a deep breath to calm herself, but her inhales were sharp and shallow. Her vision went darker and narrow again, like a kaleidoscope.
"Breathe," Troy calmly said. "You did good." He earnestly complimented.
Fear the Walking Dead Pre-Season 3 | Troy Otto x OC
Recommended read before starting this book: At the Edge of Misery