"In the event of an emergency do not panic. Grovel at our feet and we will save you. Those who are of use will be recuruted as soldiers. Have a happy apocalypse."
That was the last announcement from the army. They were now the government. I will never forget those words, because most of all they spelled my doom. The world changed when the bombs fell. Now you couldn't trust anyone, soldier, friend, family, or being. The only thing that mattered was surviving. Then he showed up, and I thought I could trust him. It was the worst mistake I made. This isn't a love story, it's an arms race. And me? Well, I am a princess.