' As soon as the sofa was against the door, the infected began bashing at the door. My time was limited, all I could do was hope that I can get out of this situation alive.'
It's been 142 Days since the outbreak, and I've been trying to survive ever since. The name's Alex Rowe, by the way. I'm a 19 year old comic book artist, but I never thought those comics I've read about zombie apocalypses would ever come true.
[WARNING: This story contains swearing and mild mentions of blood and gore. If you are offended by any of this, then I suggest not reading this. You have been warned.]
𝘙𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘮 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘦𝘴 Book 3
Unforgivable Series #2
Where should your husband be when you're having a difficult, risky pregnancy?
Right by your side!
Where was he though? With his childhood best friend and business partner, partying, kissing and making out or worse.
All marriages have ups and downs, but once you take a one-way route of cheating, there is No Going Back.