The world was dead and we felt like the only living beings alive. Omid is dead, Christa is gone and now we're alone. Alone in a world of the dead. I wanted to keep my promise to Lee. I needed to. I would protect her from death, even if it meant I sa...
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𝗮𝗺𝗶𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗿𝘂𝗶𝗻𝘀 | 𝗽𝗮𝗿𝘁 𝘃𝗶𝗶
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~*•°' "𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝗮 𝗯𝗶𝗴 𝘀𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿... 𝗮𝗴𝗮𝗶𝗻" '°•*~
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LATER THAT NIGHT, I woke up from a nap, others sleeping around me as I sat up, rubbing my eyes. Looking around, I moved away from my position next to Clementine, seeing Rebecca still awake, holding the baby in one of the blankets.
Rebecca: Hey, Emma.
Emma: Hey. How is he?
Rebecca: He’s perfect. Who’s a perfect little man? Who’s the most perfect little man in the whole world? You are! That’s right. You are.
I smiled gently as Bec rocked the baby gently, him babbling quietly.
Emma: He looks like his dad. Alvin.
The woman looked up at me saying that, smiling as if I had said the apocalypse was over.
Rebecca: You really think so?
Emma: Of course.
Rebecca: Thank you.
She coughed abruptly, making me watch her with worry. She held the baby close to her chest however, scared that if she let him go, he’d never come back.
