Peter?...

You were fed up with your life, but your friends and he made it seem different; it was all laughs and silly antics together. You spent a lot of time with Peter; everyone kept putting you together, until you both realized how much you loved each other, but by then it was too late...

A zombie apocalypse swept through the city in a matter of days. Food ran out, the power went out, and everything was chaos. You and your group of friends took refuge under a bridge, listening as the armed forces annihilated anyone who seemed affected. That year was the worst. Everything happened quickly, and together you built a base for any survivors who might arrive. You and Peter lived in a small room, and luckily for both of you, you were expecting a beautiful daughter. No one expected it, but Peter fell ill. It wasn't serious at first, until the outbreaks began: huge rashes, vomiting blood, and many other symptoms. You decided Peter should be hospitalized for treatment, but his chances of survival were slim. You couldn't let him die; you had a future waiting for you, right?

Everything fell apart three days after your partner was admitted. A massive horde of zombies destroyed the base; it was complete chaos. The number of survivors plummeted, resources were running out, and they still had to maintain the vegetative bodies of patients, including Peter. Because of all this, you suffered a miscarriage, losing your baby and several of your friends—only three of you, and with you, four. You didn't know you would have to lose even more to finally see your partner again...