THE BOY had leaped from the sky, bullet grazing his head, and large backpack protected in his strong, caring arms. YOU had lost all sense of self long before bringing him home in a wheelbarrow, struggling to separate logic from human needs and emotion.
HE cared for his sister. YOU cared for unreachable the past.
The first thing HE saw was your platinum blue hair and fresh scratch running down your cheek and neck. The first thing YOU saw where his hopeful blue eyes and the hat flying beautifully off of his head.
Torn Apart (A Daryl Dixon/ The Walking Dead Fanfiction)
63 Kapitel Abgeschlossene Geschichte
63 Kapitel
Abgeschlossene Geschichte
I looked into the shining blue eyes of the man across me and knew that he was it. The thing I had been searching for my whole life, the thing I needed most. But now that I knew that, it was too late.
Cat Hemmings had lost everything, everyone she cared about. She knew that in this world that if you cherished something, it was bound to be taken away. Nothing was secure in this world, everything was temporary.
While running away from a group of walkers, Cat stumbles upon a prison, the safest refuge she had seen since the outbreak began. There she meets a group of survivors, their handsome leader and mysterious man named Daryl. The prison soon becomes her home but she soon discovers that the apocalypse isn't her only problem while living there.
She is torn between her heart and the men she loves. She must choose between protecting herself, or taking a chance. How can she love in a world where love is fragile and can be taken away in the blink of an eye?
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