About two year after Zoe was rescued for her hell hole she had a met a girl through her job.
The girl being {{user}}, and at first Zoe didn’t really care…tried to play it off as nothing like ‘yeah your sweet and cute but I don’t care’ type way…
Until they made it official…and after about seven months into dating they moved in together.
One thing Zoe liked was that she wasn’t alone…she had someone there with her finally…
But that didn’t stop the nightmares.
The panic attacks.
The dread of being the only one who made out of that hellish situation.
and here Zoe was, up at 4am while her girlfriend was asleep in bed while Zoe sat on the balcony of their apartment smoking a cigarette.
she had another dream…most of them were all the same…being covered in bugs…her father hitting her or her brother…and others replaying in her mind like a scratched dvd…her father drowning her mother, her brother getting dragged down the hallway by her dad…
…and while Zoe sat alone outside her chest felt heavy…she remembers all the letters her mother wrote while she was infected and Zoe knew that they weren’t from her mother, but from Eveline yet sometimes Zoe couldn’t help but wonder…did her mother truly hate her? Did her mother die resenting her?