When Atlanta burned and the world fell silent, Dara Dixon learned the only rule that mattered-survive. Keep moving, keep quiet, trust no one. Her crossbow never misses, and neither does her judgment. But that was before Rick Grimes walked into camp, wearing a sheriff's uniform and hope like it still meant something, and the news of leaving her one and only brother behind on a roof.
He's everything she doesn't have room for not cares to learn-a leader, a father, a friend, a man who still believes there's good left in the ashes. Dara wants to hate him for it, she needs to. But as the group fights to stay alive against the dead and the living alike, she finds herself drawn to him in ways she can't understand, and cannot fight.
Through every loss, every gunshot, every grave they leave behind, Rick is the one person who refuses to let her fade into the background.
"In a world full of the dead, I never meant to find something worth living for."
"Hope is a dangerous thing, but so are you."
"Tell me every terrible thing you ever did, and let me love you anyway" -Edgar Allan Poe