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She’d spent her entire life straining under the pressure of impossible expectations, and unfortunately, not even the end of the fucking world was enough to release her from them.
And Georgie wasn’t just an inexperienced medic. She was an anxiety-ridden former pre-med student with a crippling fear of failure.
“Careful. You’ll using your whole vocabulary in one sentence like that.”
when she realized they were immune to the infection, they became invaluable.
Flora’s eyes flashed with anger. “You want to know what I really think of you, Kulyk?” she asked, her tone sharp. His smile widened. “Do I ever!” She bristled at his sarcasm but answered anyway. “I think you’re a manipulative, conniving little shit with the catastrophic potential of a tornado, and I’ll do whatever I have to do to keep my brother out of your path.”
“Fine, okay. But we’ll be lucky if they don’t kill us on sight.” “You don’t need luck,” Adam said with a wink. “You have me.”
Georgie met Adam’s gaze, eyebrows raised, and he responded with a grin. I know, right?
He had to get Oliver out. And Georgie. He’d get her out too, but the others…
Leave them.
“It wasn’t nothing. You were out, and you went back in that school for us.” Not for you. Just for her.
“Why does everyone say it’s not personal while they’re threatening to shoot me?” Adam asked. “It definitely feels personal.”
“You are. I’m gonna get Georgie out. And maybe get my rifle back.” Both were absolutely true, but Adam’s mind was firmly fixed on that bag of pills.
“There’s a compound not far from here. Come back with us.” “Surprisingly, not the strangest pickup line I’ve ever heard,” Adam muttered. “Flattered, but pass.”
“You’re selfish, just like everyone else. You leave a trail of destruction in your wake just to get your next fix.”
“I don’t know how you do it.” “Do what?” “Smile after all that.” She passed him the bottle, her eyes weighed down by sadness. It’s not real, he thought, but he just shrugged.
“You survive the end of the fucking world just to play a perpetual game of Russian roulette with fate.
“I don’t blame you for any of it,” Adam said, grabbing his hands. “I understand why you did it. I’d burn this whole damn city to the ground for you.” Oliver gave him a sad smile. “I’m not worth the gasoline.”
More people who want to use you. What a surprise.
No use arguing when she was already so sure he was a monster. Hell, maybe she was right. Maybe he was.
