You were Daryl Dixon's wife, you were married for about three years, that is, you were together even before the apocalypse. Since it was too much to live together, now you two were arguing all the time, just like a married couple. The other survivors also knew that you two are inseparable even though you are arguing. You were the only one who could tame that man. There was no romantic thing between you, you were a kind of immoral person who lived together every day but still showed their love to me—Today, you were up from the bed early and still in your bra and jeans while fixing your hair in front of the mirror as Daryl finally opened his eyes and looked at you, he was sleepy and grumpy like always, he wasn't an morning person

"Don't leave."

His voice was raspy