Lahat ng Kabanata ng MY EX LEFT ME TO DIE, SO I BECAME QUEEN OF THE APOCALYPSE: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

Evelyn woke, choking for air. Her body jerked violently upright before she even understood where she was. The movement sent the blankets tangling around her legs as panic crashed through her chest hard enough to make her dizzy.Rain.Teeth.Blood in her mouth.Hands dragging her down...A warm hand touched her arm.“Babe?”Evelyn flinched so hard she nearly fell off the bed.Damian stared at her through sleep-heavy eyes, confusion pulling at his face as he pushed himself up against the headboard. Early-morning light spilled weakly through the apartment blinds behind him, turning everything pale gold rather than gray stormwater and death.“Jesus, Evie.” His voice was rough with sleep. “What’s wrong with you?”She couldn’t breathe. The room tilted around her.Not the alley.Not the cold.Not dead.Her gaze snapped wildly around the bedroom.The familiar dresser was beside the wall.The laundry basket was overflowing near the closet.There was a tiny crack running across the ceiling fan.

By noon, Evelyn had spent nearly four thousand dollars.And it still didn’t feel like enough.People still laughed in the parking lot while buying Halloween decorations beneath emergency alerts, completely unaware the world was already starting to crack beneath them.The shelves inside the grocery store looked wrong.Not empty.Thinner.Too many gaps between bottled water cases. Too many carts are overloaded with canned food and batteries.Instinct.Even if nobody understood it yet.A sharp pulse flickered across Evelyn’s vision.TASK ONE COMPLETE: CLEAN WATER SOURCE ACQUIRED.BEGINNER REWARD ISSUED.+5 INVENTORY SLOTS.Evelyn stopped walking.“Inventory slots?”The blue interface expanded instantly.PERSONAL STORAGE SYSTEM UNLOCKED.Five glowing squares appeared in front of her vision.Tentatively, Evelyn touched the bottled water case in her cart.STORE.The water vanished instantly.Her pulse slammed against her ribs.Nobody nearby reacted.Slowly, she focused on the slot again.Th

The rain followed Evelyn out of the warehouse—cold, heavy, relentless.By the time she loaded the last of the supplies into her trunk, water had soaked through the shoulders of her jacket and numbed her fingers. Around her, people moved faster through the parking lot now, carts rattling wildly across wet asphalt while headlights streamed endlessly toward the main road.Too many people were buying too much at once. Instinct, Again.Evelyn slammed the trunk shut and climbed into the driver’s seat. The second the doors closed, silence wrapped around her except for rain hammering the roof. For a moment, she just sat there gripping the steering wheel. Breathing.The stranger from the warehouse lingered unpleasantly in the back of her mind. Not because he frightened her. Because he looked calm.Too calm.People were scared.Confused.Irritated.He looked like someone who had already adjusted.The blue interface flickered softly across her vision.CURRENT SURVIVAL RATE: 6.8%Still awful.But

The front windows shattered again behind them.Glass exploded across the convenience store while infected forced themselves through overturned shelves and broken display racks. People screamed and surged toward the employee hallway all at once, slamming into each other hard enough to knock merchandise crashing onto the floor.“Move!” Rowan’s voice cut through the panic sharply.Not loud.Controlled.Somehow that made people listen faster.Evelyn stumbled backward beside the crowd as survivors flooded into the narrow hallway behind the bathrooms. Red emergency lights flickered weakly overhead, washing the walls in dim pulsing color while the smell of bleach and mildew closed around them.Someone grabbed her arm.“Please—”Evelyn ripped free instinctively.Not now.The infected shrieks behind them sounded too close already.A woman near the back of the group froze completely in the middle of the hallway, hands over her mouth with tears streaming down her face.“I can’t...I can’t do this—

The infected hit the tree line fast. Too fast.The thing burst through the brush with its jaw hanging wrong and blood soaking the front of a torn rain jacket. Its pale eyes locked onto movement instantly as it charged through the storm toward them.Rowan stepped in front of Evelyn without hesitation. The splitting maul came up hard in both hands. The infected shrieked. Then Rowan swung. Bone cracked loud enough to echo through the trees. The infected collapsed sideways into wet underbrush and didn’t get back up.For one sharp second, everything went still.Rain hammered through the branches overhead while Rowan stood directly in front of her, breathing hard, one hand still wrapped around the handle of the maul.Too close.Evelyn could smell rainwater, pine, sweat, and blood. Could feel adrenaline vibrating through her own body hard enough to hurt.Then another shriek sounded somewhere downhill. Reality snapped back instantly.“We keep moving,” Rowan said.The remaining survivors stumb