Locker
After spending three months scavenging for supplies in the sweltering heat, my boyfriend, Derek Callahan, gives me just three ounces of muddy water. Then, he gives all our clean water to his childhood sweetheart, Fione Prescott, so she can wash her feet.
When I confront him at the shelter, he loses his temper.
"Fiona has sensitive skin! She could get sick if she washes her feet with dirty water. You're perfectly healthy, so what's the problem? Do you really have to make such a big deal over a little water?
"Fiona was right about you. You never wanted to be part of my team. You only joined because you wanted me to protect you! I was even planning to save you a good spot in the safe zone if you'd just drink that muddy water. But you've really disappointed me!"
I'm not about to waste my breath arguing with him. I quit the team on the spot, leaving him free to get together with Fiona.
Five years later, he's taken over several smaller settlements and founded Ashford, the largest survivor base, becoming a powerful warlord with an army under his command.
Meanwhile, as far as everyone knows, I'm still just a lone scavenger.
When we cross paths again at the trade fair, Derek holds a glass of chilled juice in one hand, with Fiona nestled against his side. He looks me up and down, his gaze lingering on my worn-out backpack.
"Still digging through trash, huh? What brings you here? Come to beg me to take you in? If you hadn't been so selfish back then, you'd be the First Lady of Ashford by now. But you blew your chance. Even if you got down on your knees and begged, I wouldn't give you a second glance."
But the moment the governor of Eden, the world's only remaining ecological city, kisses me on the cheek, Derek crushes the glass in his hand.
"Sophie Bennett! I never agreed to break up with you! What gives you the right to marry someone else?"