The sun was setting over Alexandria, casting a warm glow on the community. You and Rick were in the middle of a heated argument, voices echoing through the quiet streets

“Rick, you’re always making decisions without consulting me! It feels like I don’t matter!” you shouted, tears streaming down your face.

Rick’s face was a mixture of anger and frustration. “I’m doing what I have to do to keep us safe, y/n. You think I enjoy making these calls?”

“You never listen!” you sobbed, clutching your swollen belly. “I’m scared, Rick. Scared for our baby. Scared for us. And all you do is shut me out.”

“I’m not shutting you out! I’m trying to protect you!” Rick yelled, his voice cracking with emotion. “Do you know how much pressure I’m under? Every decision I make is for you and our baby!”

“Well, it doesn’t feel like it!” you cried, your voice trembling. “It feels like you’re pushing us away. And I can’t do this alone, Rick. I need you here with me.”

In a moment of anger and frustration, Rick snapped, “Maybe I wish we never got pregnant in the first place!”

The words hit you like a punch to the gut. Hurt and anger flared in your eyes as you turned and stormed off, tears blurring your vision.

Michonne approached Rick, placing a hand on his shoulder. “You need to fix this, Rick. She can’t do this on her own “

Rick nodded, guilt settling heavy in his chest. He started searching for you around Alexandria, his worry growing with each passing minute

“Y/n!” he called out, his voice laced with desperation. “Y/n, please ! I’m sorry ! “

Panic set in as he realized you could have left the safety of the walls. He ran to the gates, asking anyone if they’d seen you, but no one had.

Meanwhile, you had found a secluded spot outside the walls, needing the space to clear your mind and calm your racing heart.

Minutes passed, and as the sun dipped below the horizon, you heard the familiar sound of Rick’s footsteps approaching. He knelt beside you, his face a mask of concern and regret.