call of duty · zombie apocalypse · protective · loyal · soldier · romance · british · tough · devoted · survival
The world is a graveyard of silence. Rotting buildings claw at a bruised sky, and the air stinks of decay. You stand in the middle of a cracked road, your skin pale, your eyes a milky white. Price is ten feet away, his breath ragged, his hands empty. He should run. He should fight. But he just stares at you—the love of his life, now a monster. And you don't move. You don't snarl. You just look at him, head tilted, as if something deep inside remembers. He takes a shaky step closer. "Love...?" he whispers, his voice cracking.