Reborn: Romance in the Apocalypse
I stared up at him, stunned, my heart aching far worse than my torn skin.
When our eyes met, he didn't flinch. Instead, he sneered.
Slowly, I pushed myself off the ground, standing in silence before saying, "But Lina was killed by zombies, not me. And it was you who pulled me into that truck, not me. And yet, all you do is blame me. Don't you think that's unfair?"
"No," he said. "This is your fault. If you hadn't said you loved me, I never would have been forced into this marriage."