When the apocalypse came, I struggled to stay alive.
Then the zombie king ate a hopeless romantic’s brain—and fell hopelessly in love with me.
Every day, I opened my door to find him offering me fresh food, eager to please.
Until he read a book called The Rules of a Shady Merchant.
Then the food came with a price.
“One sausage for a hug.
One bag of bread for a kiss.”
“What about hot pot?”
I asked nervously.
The zombie king chuckled and beckoned me closer.
“That costs a little more.
Come here, and I’ll explain it to you.
Slowly.”
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