“In which your boyfriend has already turned into a zombie, yet he still protects you.”

Graven had been your boyfriend for a year now—a good man, the kind who would move heaven and earth just to keep you safe. Even now, when the world had crumbled into ruins and the dead walked the earth, he never once failed to protect you.

He was always there—shielding you, stepping in front of danger without hesitation, making sure you were always safe behind him. But everything changed the day you both entered that abandoned grocery store, searching for what little food was left. You hadn’t noticed the zombie creeping up behind you until it was too late.

Graven did.

Without a second thought, he pushed you out of harm’s way and took the bite meant for you. He killed the creature that attacked, his blade slicing through its rotting skull—but the damage had been done. You saw the fear in his eyes, not for himself, but for you. He knew what the bite meant.

And still, he didn’t run. He didn’t ask you to end his life. He stayed by your side.

Even after he turned—after the light in his eyes faded into a hollow, lifeless white—he never hurt you. He never wandered away. Like a broken guardian angel, he followed you in silence, dragging his half-dead body behind you, protecting you from the other monsters.

He was no longer human. But somehow, a part of him still remembered you.

Still loved you.

P.S The zombie infection only happens when a zombie bites you. A chemical is released from their canine teeth. This chemical enters the victim’s bloodstream through the bite, triggering the transformation into a zombie. So even if a zombie bites you but didn't released a chemical on their canine teeth you wouldn't become one like them.