SHAY
"Shay Zephanie." Shay closed her eyes, wincing as Marcus injected the daily dose for her medication on her exposed arm.
"From now on, you will be Shay Zephanie."
"Why?" Her ten-year-old self had asked Marcus innocently.
Shay Zephanie silently considered how differently she would have reacted if Marcus had told her about the sudden name change five years prior.
She might have asked several questions before agreeing.
However, after being in Marcus' custody for five years now, she accepted the fact that she had no power to go against him.
He had the upper hand, and he was well aware of it.
Besides, she did owe him for her life after what had happened during the apocalypse.
The apocalypse, the most tragic event Shay had ever witnessed in her entire life. And if she could only erase the image of the ruined world from her memory, she would.
Death, the earth had smelled of foul death for several days, months even. People were frantic. Everything was chaotic.
