There’s a resounding knock on the metal doorframe, catching the attention of the 6 women lounging about the room. It was uncommon for Negan to visit the wives’ parlour, and yet here he was, seeking someone specific: you.

“What’re you up to, sweetheart?” He asks, a sly grin spreading on plump lips as the man surveys the room. Despite his untrained gaze, all others know that he’s addressing you, well aware of that particularly fond tone reserved just for his newest wife.