All Chapters of MY EX LEFT ME TO DIE, SO I BECAME QUEEN OF THE APOCALYPSE: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

The food inventory meeting lasted less than ten minutes.It ruined everyone's day anyway. Warren stood at the folding table in the main cabin with a yellow legal pad in one hand, while rain tapped steadily against the roof overhead. Around him, survivors listened in tired silence as he worked through the numbers.Nobody liked numbers anymore.Numbers always meant losing something."We've got enough food for about three weeks."The room stayed quiet.Warren looked down at the page again. "Maybe four if we cut portions."There it was. The real number. The one people had already expected.Nobody argued immediately. That was almost worse.Evelyn sat near the back wall, watching faces instead.Fear looked different from person to person.Some people got angry.Some became quiet.Some started calculating who they would sacrifice first if things got bad enough.The woman beside the stove lowered her eyes.One of the scavengers rubbed a hand across his face.Caleb stared at the floor.Only Li

The storm arrived before sunrise.Wind pushed through the mountains in long, mournful gusts that rattled the tower supports and sent branches scraping against the fencing. By midmorning, rain had turned the compound into a maze of mud and standing water.Nobody complained. People were too busy trying to keep things from falling apart. The generator failed twice before lunch.The eastern fence needed additional reinforcement after one of the support lines loosened in the saturated ground.Food rations were cut. Again.Every problem seemed to arrive carrying two more behind it.Evelyn spent most of the morning helping Nora move medical supplies out of a storage room with a leaking roof. Buckets had been placed everywhere. The steady dripping made the cabin feel smaller. Claustrophobic.Outside, Warren was arguing with somebody again. That was becoming normal.Nora glanced toward the window. "Do they ever stop?""No.""Great."Evelyn almost smiled.By afternoon, the storm intensified. Vi

The attack reached the fence before anyone finished deciding what to do about it. One moment, the infected were only shapes moving through the fog below the ridge. The next, they slammed into the eastern perimeter hard enough to shake the entire structure.Metal screamed beneath the impact. The rope anchors snapped tight, dragging against the stump Rowan had secured them to days before. Mud shifted beneath the support posts, and the whole fence bowed inward with a low, awful groan that carried across the compound.People ran from the cabins. Some toward weapons, some toward the fence, some only far enough to realize they had no idea where they were supposed to go.The difference between panic and survival was usually about five seconds.The tower had already lost three of them.“Eastern side!” Caleb shouted. His voice cut through the rain better than Warren’s did.Lantern light bounced across the muddy yard as survivors scrambled for spears, rifles, and tools that had become weapons b

By morning, the tower still stood. That should have felt like victory.Instead, the compound moved under a silence so heavy it seemed to press the fog closer to the ground. Survivors stepped around broken fencing, blood-darkened mud, and discarded weapons without speaking much. The eastern perimeter was ruined in three places, the generator shed wall was dented inward, and every exposed surface smelled faintly of smoke, wet wood, and death.Eli’s body lay wrapped in a blanket near the main cabin. Caleb sat beside him on the porch steps, elbows on his knees, eyes fixed on nothing. No one asked him to move.Nora kept Lily inside the cabin, though the little girl had woken once before dawn and asked for Eli in a voice that made the entire room go quiet. Nora had held her through the answer. Evelyn had stayed near the window, pretending to watch the treeline, because she didn’t know what else to do with the look on Lily’s face.Outside, Warren started assigning cleanup crews. His voice ca

The day after Eli's burial felt strangely quiet. Not peaceful. Just quieter. The kind of quiet that settled over a place after something important had been taken from it.The compound moved slower than usual. Repairs still needed to be done, meals still needed to be cooked, and fences still needed to be reinforced. Nobody shared the same urgency as before the attack.Exhaustion had finally caught up with them. Even the weather seemed tired.Gray clouds drifted over the ridge while patches of fog clung stubbornly to the lower slopes. The mountains beyond the tower faded in and out of view throughout the morning.Evelyn spent most of it helping Caleb repair one of the damaged sections of the fence. Neither of them talked much. The silence wasn't uncomfortable. They were both thinking about Eli.Eventually, Caleb set down his hammer and stared out across the ridge. "He would've hated this."Evelyn glanced over. "The weather?""The moping." A faint smile appeared on Caleb's face."He alwa