Blair gritted her teeth as she looked up at the ceiling. The image of her lovely brothers and father popped into her mind. The kid couldn't help but clench her fists tightly.
I'm just an adopted daughter. If I don't become their lucky star and get into their good side, I won't get their love anymore, right?
Then...I will be alone again...right?
Blair recalled her past life...a life that didn't seem like a life worth living.
The world was ending. Zombies were everywhere, and human lives seemed to be extremely cheap. Everyone did everything to survive…
So did she.
She did her best to survive. She had no one to rely on. She had no one to pamper her or love her. Her family and loved ones were all dead.
Her friends could backstab her anytime if necessary. She could never trust anyone.
But then, in the end, she still died...died a horrible death under a zombie tide.
