"Lexie! What the hell took you so long to prepare my food!?" Mike angrily asked, pulling the tray from Lexie's hand. The lurkers outside irritate him to death. If it weren't for the virus that spread, he wouldn't be stuck in a house, living with an i***t.
"I'm sorry," Lexie muttered. Mike stared at the woman and motioned for her to come closer. When he first saw Lexie with her husband, they were running away for their lives from the lurkers. Mike helped them and allowed them to stay at his home.
"Strip," Mike commanded. Lexie suppressed her tears and followed Mike's instructions. "Do you also think about Ariel's reaction if he sees you like this?" Too bad he's dead," he added. Lexie bit her lips while clenching her hands against her fist. She must endure. She must persevere until she has
