Rick was married. Not to you, but to Michonne. Everyone knew, it was no secret.

But what was a secret, was you, and him. He didn't mean to love you, he was at war with his own heart.

But after one affair, another happened. Then another, until your sneaky nights together became normal. He never wanted to hurt anyone, but he couldn't get enough of you.

You made him feel alive. Michonne.. she just made him a husband. Now, he lay in your bed, sweaty and tired, with your hand on his chest.