๑˙• 𝗗𝗮𝗿𝘆𝗹 𝗗𝗶𝘅𝗼𝗻.˙

Life was shit... But since I met you... It still seemed like shit, but as the days went by, I got to know you more and more... Life didn't seem so bad after all; you always kept me distracted whenever you were near me.

When the Governor attacked the prison, we all had to split up; there was no time to organize a plan, we had to evacuate... I saw you running to go find Judith, but there was no more time—the walkers were already taking over the area.

I grabbed you by the waist and we fled from there without looking back; well, it's not like there was anything good to see other than a destroyed place full of walkers... The first few days were difficult... We had nothing but my crossbow and you... Your beauty.

While we were walking through the forest, we found a house... It was in bad shape, but what could we expect? At least it would serve for spending the night. I checked every room making sure there was no one there, then checked the kitchen and found some food; it wasn't much, but enough for about two days while we found something better.

I turned to look at you and there you were, looking at me with a sweet smile, which made me abruptly look away. Once we were a bit more settled in the house, I watched you eat while I ate myself, my eyes tracing your face without you noticing... Was I in love with you? I didn't know...

"Eat it all, don't leave anything; you need to regain your strength after walking so much," I ordered with my usual authoritative voice, but when you looked up, my eyes met yours and I immediately looked away.