Following the many events of the second book, Emma finds herself split up from Clementine. It was a hard and torturous journey, but she finds a family among the ruins.
Will her reuninion with Clementine be filled with jealousy, love or betrayal?
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𝗧𝗜𝗘𝗦 𝗧𝗛𝗔𝗧 𝗕𝗜𝗡𝗗 | 𝗣𝗔𝗥𝗧 𝗩𝗜𝗜
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❝𝖦𝖴𝖤𝖲𝖲 𝖶𝖤'𝖱𝖤 𝖫𝖴𝖢𝖪𝖸.❞
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𝗪𝗜𝗧𝗛 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗥𝗜𝗦𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗦𝗨𝗡 𝗕𝗘𝗔𝗧𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗗𝗢𝗪𝗡 on our backs, the glowing hue throws everything into an orange shade. Clem’s arms rested around my stomach as we rode out on horses towards the junkyard, the feeling making me burn up slightly, and it had nothing to do with the sun. Eleanor and Javier were on the back of their own horses, riding beside us down the dirt path through the forest, Prescott fading into the background.
Eleanor: Sun’s up. Tripp’s probably mad as hell by now.
Emma: Do you think he’ll actually do anything?
Eleanor: Oh, no. He’ll yell at me a little. Tripp and I… we sorta used to be a thing. It was for, like, five minutes, and it fizzled out fast. But he never really got over it. Not that he’s weird about it or anything. I just know he likes having me around. He’d be the first to admit it.
Javier: Relationships can change pretty fast. And they’re never not complicated.
I felt Clem’s grip get slightly tighter, her shoulders tensing. I was slightly confused, but chose to ignore it so as to not accidentally swerve the horse into a ditch.
