Dead love in my hands (Troy Otto story/ Fear the walking dead/ ftwd)

After the apocalypse, Troy Otto feels like a fish in water. He is willing to kill to protect his family and his home, as well as for the sake of science.
His belligerent, unbridled nature often makes others think that he is a psychopath and a sadist.
Troy has a very charismatic dark side that attracts people to him, but at the same time pushes them away from him.
But is there any light in this man? Even a drop of light? Is he capable of loving? What if there was someone else at the ranch? Could it have been different? Or not?

I want to warn you in advance about possible errors in the text of the story. English is not my native language and I do not speak it perfectly. I originally wrote this story in Russian and decided to translate it. If you have any comments and suggestions, I will be glad to accept them.