"Whether he lives or dies has nothing to do with me."
Her voice was as calm as if she were discussing the weather, and not a single ripple of emotion showed in her eyes.
This wasn't her being petty; she truly didn't care anymore.
In her last life, the zombies hadn't just chewed away her flesh; they had also brutally carved Landon Hughes out of her heart.
All that heart-wrenching pain, all those sleepless nights, had long since worn that love away to nothing.
Now, her heart wouldn't beat even once for Landon Hughes.
Felix Fields's deep gaze lingered on her face for a moment. Seeing that there was truly no hint of lingering affection in her eyes, he gave an almost imperceptible nod and didn't bring up the topic again.
"Let's go back."
He had just turned and taken half a step when Josie Quinn's voice came from behind him. "Wait, Felix Fields."
Felix Fields stopped in his tracks, his black combat boots grinding a half-circle into the dust.
