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The world ended. She lost everything. And somehow, he became the one thing she couldn't lose.
Before the dead began to walk, Ally had everything a girl could ask for. A beautiful home, her family, a sense of security.
Then the world fell apart.
In the space of a few weeks, she lost every member of her family, forced to become someone she barely recognises just to survive. The girl who once lived a privileged life is gone. In her place is a survivor who has learnt that trusting people can get you killed.
She keeps to herself, moving silently through the woods, taking what she needs without asking permission.
So does Daryl Dixon.
Rough around the edges, fiercely independent, and carrying wounds far deeper than the ones anyone can see, Daryl isn't someone she expects to understand. Yet somewhere between shared hunting grounds, unspoken glances, and the occasional argument over who got to the kill first, an unlikely understanding begins to grow.
Trust forms slowly between two people who have learnt that depending on someone is dangerous.
And somewhere along the way, something changes.
The quiet certainty that, when everything else is falling apart, there's one person who will be there.
As the dead become the least of their worries and the group is pushed further into an unforgiving world, their fragile connection is tested again and again. Pride, grief, fear, jealousy, and the scars of their pasts keep driving them apart just when they're finally beginning to find their way toward each other.
Because falling in love in the end of the world was never going to be simple.
And trusting someone with your heart might be the most dangerous thing either of them has ever done.
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