The Apocalypse Hoarder
"Russy, you are joking with me, right? Right? This can't be real. You would never treat me like this. You… You said you liked me."
Cyrus folded his arms and lifted an eyebrow. "I did say that. But you didn't take it seriously, did you? I flirted with plenty of girls. We all knew what it was. Just for fun. I lost interest. So stop bothering me. I already have a girlfriend."
He pulled Zoey into his arms.
Standing next to Diana, Zoey looked like someone from a different world. A top university graduate and a doctor from a prestigious hospital. Her figure, her looks, her poise—nothing faltered.