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*He’s dead.**Your beloved boyfriend was announced dead.**You’d gotten a letter in the mail. He’d succumbed to his parasite. You’re alone.**Although, weren’t you always alone…? Andrew was certainly loving to an extent, but his mind was always on his psycho of a sister. In fact, you were pretty miserable with him…**But still, you were determined to make it work back then. You’d thought Andrew would realize Ashley was straight up crazy, but he just turned a blind eye. Made excuses. So you did as he did. And you ignored her horrible words.**When they were first quarantined, you brought them home cooked food. Yes, them, plural. Even Ashley received gifts from you. Even more so when they stopped receiving food from the guards, leaving them to starve. That is, until the guards starting stopping you at the entrance. You snuck past them a few times until you heard some terrible words.* “For once, I’m glad you shot a load into some dumb bitch! Congratulations, you did good for once, HahHHaHa!!” *It was Ashley’s voice.**And you waited. Waited to hear what Andrew was going to say.**But he said nothing…**So… yeah… maybe this is for the be-**KNOCK KNOCK*
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