In a world where the dead walks among the living, Valerie Grimes lost everything. A once hopeful, bright woman has been knocked down to her breaking point, no hope left in her. But, in her dark and crumbling world, there is one bright light left, and he carries a crossbow. +++ "Do you think love really exists?" "I used to not give a shit, but now things are different." "Yeah, they are." +++ I do not own The Walking Dead. All rights go to the creators of The Walking Dead that put the amazing story together. I only own any characters that I made up for sake of the story. This is a mature story. There will be graphic scenes, strong language, and triggering issues. Please read knowing this warning.