Se connecterFloraHe took a deep breath before he could finally get to speak."I am sorry, Flora. She was already asking questions," he said defensively. "She heard the alarms and wanted to know why everyone was screaming on television. I couldn't keep telling her everything was fine when she could clearly see that it wasn't.""So you decided to let her watch people attacking each other?" I tried so hard not to let a tear drop."I didn't sit her down and make her watch every terrible thing happening outside, Flora. She saw some of it. I turned it off as soon as I realized how frightened she was."I wanted to cry, I wanted to argue with him. I also wanted to thank him for staying with Annabel and coming to look for me.Unfortunately, those three feelings didn't cancel each other out.I turned away before he could see the complicated emotions crossing my face. I had to put myself together because the deed had been done and I still have to finish checking the equipment.For a moment, neither of us s
FloraI pressed the accelerator and drove through the open estate gate, my eyes scanning the surroundings.The security post was empty.I slowed down and immediately reached for my phone. I called Harvey, and he answered almost at once."Flora? Are you okay?""Yes, I'm fine," I replied, keeping my voice as casual as possible."Is everything all right at the fortress?""Everything's fine here. Where are you? We're watching what's happening outside on the security monitors at intervals.""I'm at the entrance. The outer gate is..."My phone began to crackle."The gate is what?" Harvey asked, his voice sharpening. "Flora, what exactly?""Can you hear me?"A burst of static drowned out my voice.I pulled the phone away from my ear and checked the signal. There was barely one bar."Flora? Your voice keeps cutting—""Listen, the gate was already—"The line crackled again.Then the call ended.I stared at my phone."Seriously?"I tried calling him back, but the connection failed.For a moment
FloraA woman screamed near the entrance, making me look up from my phone.She came stumbling through the automatic doors, her hair scattered and her clothes stained with blood. She nearly fell over a shopping cart before grabbing the nearest shelf to steady herself."Close the doors!" she screamed. "Close the doors! They're coming!"For a moment, nobody moved.Some people stared at her as though they were waiting for her to explain herself. Others exchanged uncertain glances, clearly wondering if this was another false alarm.Then another man rushed inside behind her."Those people are out on the streets, biting each other!" he shouted. "I saw one of them tear a man's throat open!"The store erupted into chaos.Some customers immediately abandoned their shopping carts and rushed toward the entrance, while others stood frozen, staring at the man.They had seen the footage from the hospital on the news. They had watched people attack one another, but watching something on a screen was
FloraMy phone vibrated before I could say anything else and Harvey continued going through the horrific videos and pictures flooding the internet.I glanced down at the screen, expecting another terrible message from Holland seeing the reality that had just hit him, but a familiar blue notification appeared in front of me.[Survival Mission Update!][Objective: Establish an Early-Warning System Beyond the Estate Perimeter.][Time Remaining: 05 Hours, 59 Minutes, 42 Seconds.][Warning: Zombie Mode Will Be Fully Activated Upon Completion of the Six-Hour Countdown.]I could feel my throat sink into my stomach and my smile disappeared. I had spent weeks preparing for this day, but seeing the countdown made everything feel more urgent and a bit scary. What if I didn't get it all right this second time? Thoughts began to flood my mind.The supplies were ready, the mansion was secured, and the workers had been doing their best to arrange everything according to my instructions. Still, there
FloraI sprinted out of the store, leaving the transport van and workers behind as I threw myself into the driver's seat of my SUV. I slammed my foot on the accelerator, tearing through the city streets toward the ridge.When I burst through the front doors of the estate, the nanny was pacing back and forth in the grand foyer, wringing her hands and sobbing violently."Where is she?" I screamed, my voice echoing off the high ceilings as panic choked my throat. "How could you let her out of your sight for a single second?""I am so sorry, ma'am!" the nanny cried, backing away in terror. "I was helping the drivers carry the boxes of warm clothes into the storage vault! She was right behind me, and then—"My phone buzzed relentlessly in my hand, vibrating with a barrage of missed calls and urgent text messages. I glanced at the screen. Holland. Dozens of frantic calls and angry messages over the past few weeks that I had completely ignored while focusing on my preparations. I shoved the
Flora The dining room table at the Spencer estate was set with sterling silver and crystal glasses. Holland sat across from me, his thumb casually rubbing the stem of his wine glass. His father sat at the head of the table, dabbing his mouth with a linen napkin before setting down a thick, blue leather folder."Flora," his father began, offering a warm, paternal smile that made my stomach turn. "Holland mentioned you have been looking for a secure way to grow your family trust fund. We have an exclusive investment opportunity—a prime commercial real estate development in the central district. If you sign over your liquid assets to Holland tonight, we can secure the primary shares before the market opens tomorrow."I looked at the folder, then at Holland. He gave me a gentle, reassuring nod, his eyes full of fake affection. In my past life, I would have signed the paper without reading a single word.Instead, I set my fork down with a quiet clink."It is funny you bring that up, Fath







