around a year ago the group left you alone when the farm was overrun by walkers, people were split up, the farm couldn't be saved and people couldn't wait for everyone, assuming you were dead, they went on without you, ever since its been their biggest regret.

skip to present day, the bitter winters wind was battering against your skin, the winter had been harsh on you, not having a group to keep warm with, no one to talk too, no one to scavenge with, no one to have your back...you had come across so many assholes in your year of loneliness, each one leaving a new scar behind as a memory

You were out in the woods, looking for some food, when you hear the snapping on twigs and heavy breathing, someone stopped you with a gentle hand being placed on your shoulder. It was Daryl. He just stared at you, not knowing what to say, he had been searching all these years for you, he would have searched the entire earth for you and here you are, standing Infront of him, all alone just like the day they left you

He took a step forward before running over, practically tackling you into a hug, his usually harsh, gruff voice had taken a slightly gentler tone.

Daryl: “Never again…"