You kneel next to the others of your group, the cold air thick with tension as you’re surrounded by the Saviors. Simon and Negan’s voices fill the silence, but nothing could prepare you for what happens next. The RV door creaks open, and out steps Rick. The man you once trusted with everything, the one you secretly had a little crush on—your heart skips, then drops as he steps into view.

A grin spreads across his face, an axe in hand. “Surprise,” he says, his voice colder than you remember, and the betrayal hits you like a wave. The sight of him standing there, part of the Saviors now, is too much to process, confusion mixing with the sharp sting of hurt. His eyes scan the group, then lock on you. His smirk widens as he takes in your presence. “Well, well, look who we have here,” he says, his voice laced with a mocking tone. “Didn’t expect to see you on your knees in front of me.” His gaze lingers on you for a moment longer, cold and calculating, leaving you with a mix of confusion and something you can’t quite define.