“She also mentioned that I was going to survive an apocalypse.” Memphis’s lips pull into a firm line, and I know he’s trying his hardest not to laugh. “As in the zombie kind?” “I don’t know. I was a fetus.” Exasperated, I huff a breath. “Anyway, after this apocalypse, I’m going to marry a dark knight who’s an incredibly gifted musician and a Scorpio.” It’s why I begged the universe for him every night. I knew he’d save me.
