It was a simple virus outbreak halfway around the world… or so I thought.
I believed falling in love would be the scariest thing I faced this year, but that changed in an instant. Instead I fear losing every person I’ve ever loved, while the fight for survival itself began overnight. The world might recover or face terminal devastation, but selfishly all I can wonder is if I will lose the man I was too afraid to love? Or whether his love itself might cost me everything?
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