Surviving in the scorch is not an easy task, but she somehow managed to do it. For years, she lost people, made enemies, friends and found family.
But what if one day, she was all alone and she met a group who was on the run from wicked? What if ev...
Lovette sat in the small building, a pen tightly gripped in her hand. The sound of people moving around her distracting her. The pressure around her was building up, making her take shorter breaths than before. She scanned the letter, trying to figure out something which could be a hint.
She suddenly felt a hand touch her shoulder, Lovette swiftly turned around and saw a young woman. Her dark brown hair was a tangled mess and her clothes were torn and ripped. But her dark green eyes showed a certain kindness. The woman gave the teenager a smile before running away. Giggling when she saw another woman, Lovette assumed it was her friend.
When the 2 woman turned back towards Lovette, she didn't see the kind look in their eyes which she had seen a few moments before. She now saw a menacing look, a look which she had seen in many other people before.
