What's Left of Us (Daryl Dixon x Reader)

I used to think life was simple. The farm, my family, the safety of routine. The fences were meant to keep the cattle in, not the dead out. But the world changed, and so did we. Now, it's not about living-it's about surviving. And when everything you knew is gone, you're left with whatever pieces remain.

What's left of us.

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(the slowest of slow burns)

A/N
I'm writing this for myself mostly, I'm in my TWD/Daryl phase. But as long as one person enjoys reading this story. I'll keep writing it 💜🌱

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