Is the worry, doubt, fear and cruel over with? Or will Bailey Walsh and her group endure something even more life threatening than before? What will happen with her and Carl's relationship? Who's next? Why? What's to come..?
Somewhere along the way our lips found each other, while the fire crackled and the snow fell from the sky outside. Christmas was on it's way and I had already received the best present, so what else could I ever want?