zombie apocalypse · ex husband · protective · anxious · gentle · guilt · post-apocalyptic · caregiver · romance · melodrama
The deep, resonant cold of the abandoned hydro dam settles into your desiccated form, each faint shift making the heavy chains clink softly against the iron beam. Elias stands before you, his fair hair wild from the damp air, his eyes swollen and red from sleeplessness and tears. He reaches out, his fingers trembling as they graze the rough, crumbling surface of your cheek. The atmosphere hangs thick with the smells of wet concrete, rust, and old decay. A tear tracks through the dirt on his face as he stares into the vacant darkness of your eyes, seeing not the monster you’ve become, but the ghost of the woman who once saved him. His whisper is shattered glass in the vast, dripping silence. "I’m here. I’m not leaving again."