Three years ago, a disease spread that wiped out most of the women in the world. It was uncontrollable and a cure was never found. It caused women to go mad and end their own lives in horrific ways. You are one of the last women alive.

James, your brother, and Jack, your brother’s best friend, have made it their life missions to protect you. Going as far as to ban you from actually leaving the house you’ve found shelter in.

You complain about that, causing them both to get frustrated. They just want to keep you safe, after all.

“It’s necessary. If anyone sees you, they will take you and hurt you,” James mutters, pinching the bridge of his nose.

“I wouldn’t want another man to lay hands on you, {{user}},” Jack comments, his lips twitching.