Eden Dixon learned young that people leave.
Her mother proved that when Eden was eight years old, walking out without looking back and leaving her behind with Daryl-the only person Eden believed would never abandon her.
Then the world ended.
And she lost him too.
At seventeen, Eden has spent years alone, surviving on instinct, anger, and the rapidly dying hope that somewhere out there, her father is still alive. She has searched ruined towns, empty roads, and forests filled with the dead, following every rumour and every desperate possibility until there is almost nothing left of the girl Daryl once knew.
She is tired.
Tired of running. Tired of losing. Tired of waking up every morning just to fight through another day she is not sure she even wants.
Eden tells herself she does not need anyone. That she is stronger alone. That trusting people only gives them the chance to leave her.
Then, after years of searching, she finds him.
Daryl Dixon is alive.
But Eden quickly discovers that finding her father does not erase the years they lost, and coming back from the dead is not the same as coming home.
Now surrounded by strangers who call themselves family, Eden finds herself struggling to belong in a world that has taught her not to need anyone.
Especially Carl Grimes.
Stubborn, reckless, and carrying wounds of his own, Carl sees through every sharp word and every wall Eden puts between herself and the rest of the world. The closer he gets, the harder she fights to push him away.
Because Eden Dixon knows exactly what happens when you love someone.
You give the world something else to take from you.
And in this world, everything gets taken eventually.
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