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A woman, Angela Daime, a travel sonographer and singer, returns to her hometown from her vacation overseas. She has a minor disagreement with her cousin, Jessica, just before the world crumbles. Jessica's husband, Damien, helps them reconcile their differences. They stick together in hopes that things would get better overtime.
Now, years down the road, the world has showed no signs of improving. All hope Angela held onto dissipated in her grasp. Then, a group shows up to her gated community. Covered in dirt, blood, and grime. Armed to the teeth with one small infant. One day she caught the eye of one crossbow wielding man, who did not believe in her existence firsthand. Angela learned that the archer didn't speak much and was a closed book that she had yet to crack open. Although, the young woman was determined to find out what lies beneath the surface.
When Daryl and his group arrived at the gates of Alexandria, he was sure the place too good to be true. He was adamant on not becoming too comfortable in the unknown environment. If he was being completely transparent, being there was the most he'd ever felt out of place. However, in the presence of a woman far from his league, he found himself questioning her intentions and her personality.
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DARYL DIXON X FEM!OC
THE WALKING DEAD: Season Five - Eleven
Daryl Dixon Fanfiction
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