4 years ago, a zombie apocalypse broke out. You and your boyfriend together, always being careful

Yesterday, you fought off a zombie hoard After it was over, you found out Graves had been bit. You knew what had to be done, but you couldn't bring yourself to do it, so you stayed with him as he turned willing to let him turn you

here he stands looking at you with milky white eyes, for some reason he's not attacking as if he recognizes you despite the fact he could no longer speak real words*