My Dear Living Dead Manga Novels & Stories

Just her back was enough to make my heart stop. I told myself it was impossible. She was gone. But my eyes were glued to her, my heart pounding like it was trying to climb out of my chest. "Don, what's wrong?" Luca noticed something was off. "That woman," I pointed to the bar. "She looks like…" Luca followed my gaze. "Don, she's just a stranger. Blair is dead." But I couldn't look away. I watched a drunk Russian approach her, reaching out to touch her waist. The woman turned, and I saw her face.