Chapter 91: Back to the Bunker

They came out of the annex into a night that smelled like wet gravel and smoke.Hale’s three black vehicles still sat in the lot with the doors hanging open, abandoned in a hurry. Nobody said anything about it. Adrian found keys in the ignition of the nearest one and held the door for Victor, who climbed in with the stiff, careful movements of a man who would rather die than be helped.“Front seat,” Vanessa said.“I’m fine in the back.”“You’re bleeding from your eyebrow and you’re missing a shoe.”“I’m aware of my shoe situation.”“Front seat, Dad.”He took the front seat.Nobody talked on the drive. Miriam fell asleep against the window within five minutes, her bound wrists finally free and her fingers still curled around a rifle bolt she’d forgotten she was holding. Isabella sat very straight in the corner of the back seat with her hands in her lap, like someone waiting to be asked to leave the car. Adrian drove with one hand on the wheel and the other resting on the gearshift, and

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Chapter 92: Victor’s Recovery

Dr. Varga threw everyone out of the infirmary except the patient and one nurse, and the door closed with a click that felt much too final.Vanessa stood in the corridor with her father’s blood drying stiff on her sleeves and stared at the wood grain. She counted the knots. There were nineteen.“Sit,” Rosa said, appearing at her elbow with a folding chair.“I’m fine.”“Everyone in this family says that, and everyone in this family is a liar. Sit.”She sat.The corridor filled up around her over the next hour. Adrian came back from his own examination with a butterfly bandage over one eyebrow and a bruise spreading along his jaw. He lowered himself into the chair beside hers without a word and laid his hand flat on her knee. Clara arrived with a blanket nobody asked for and tucked it over Vanessa’s lap. Isabella hovered at the far end of the hall until Reyes, who had been ignoring her pointedly, pushed a chair toward her with one boot.Miriam came last, with a fresh pair of glasses and

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Chapter 93:five seconds

“Before you lose your nerve,” Vanessa repeated.“Don’t make me say it twice.” Victor’s voice sounded like a door opening on rusted hinges. “I’m not sure I have it in me.”“Okay.” She wiped her face with the heel of her hand and sat up straighter. “Okay. I’m listening.”He kept his eyes on the ceiling. It was easier for him that way, she realized. He’d never been able to say hard things to someone’s face.“I told you the other night that I was sorry,” he said. “In the war room. It was a good apology. I rehearsed it.”“It was very stiff.”“It was correct.”“It was like being apologized to by a tax form.”His mouth twitched. “That’s fair. But it wasn’t enough, and I knew it wasn’t enough while I was saying it. I was apologizing for the decision. I should have been apologizing for the silence.”“The silence.”“Two years, Vanessa. You were out there with a man who was bleeding you dry, and I knew. I had people watching. I knew about the rent and the mother and the phone calls.” His fingers

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Chapter 94: Goodbye, Ethan

Rosa broke the silence by putting a pot down on the table hard enough to rattle every spoon in the room.“Nobody leaves on an empty stomach,” she said. “Sit. Eat.”Clara sat. After a long moment, Ethan sat beside her and picked up a spoon like it was a delicate instrument. Nobody argued with the oatmeal. Nobody argued with anything. It was the quietest breakfast Vanessa had ever sat through, and she couldn’t tell whether it was grief or relief. Possibly both. Possibly they were the same thing in a bad light.Victor, from his wheelchair at the head of the table, finally cleared his throat.“There’s a farmhouse,” he said. “Two counties south, well outside the zone. The pantry is stocked, and there’s a well. My name is on the deed. I’ve never used it.”Clara’s spoon stopped halfway to her mouth. “Victor. We couldn’t possibly.”“You could. I’m telling you to.” He looked at Ethan. “The car has a full tank. Don’t scratch it.”“I won’t, sir.”“I’ve had that car for eleven years.”“I won’t, s

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Chapter 95: Isabella Stays

Nobody knew what to do with Isabella.She stood in the courtyard long after the gray hatchback disappeared, hands hanging at her sides like they belonged to someone else. Fifteen people looked at her. Fifteen people looked away. Somebody coughed.“So,” Isabella said. “Where do I put my things?”“You don’t have any things,” Reyes said.“I have a lanyard.”“That’s evidence.”“Right.” Isabella took it off her wrist and handed it over. “Then I have nothing.”“Welcome to the compound,” Park said brightly. “It’s mostly beans.”Rosa solved it, because Rosa solved everything. She marched across the gravel, took Isabella by the elbow, and steered her toward the kitchen without a word of explanation. Over her shoulder, she called to the courtyard at large, “Nobody follows. She’s working.”“Working on what?” Vanessa called back.“Her penance,” said Rosa. “It starts with potatoes.”Vanessa checked on them an hour later and found Isabella at the kitchen table with a paring knife and a mountain of

Last Updated : 2026-11-12

All Chapters of The Zombies Apocalypse Brought Me Back To My Fiancee : Chapter 91 - Chapter 95

Chapter 91: Back to the Bunker

Chapter 92: Victor’s Recovery

Chapter 93:five seconds

Chapter 94: Goodbye, Ethan

Chapter 95: Isabella Stays