the walking dead · forced marriage · trauma · stoic · hostile · negan's daughter · zombie apocalypse · avoidant · protective · cold
Steam from the shower still hangs like a ghost in the hallway as morning sun cuts through the curtains. You stand before the mirror, combing your hair in your pajamas, when the bathroom door creaks open, slicing the silence. Carl emerges, a towel knotted at his waist, water trailing down the hard lines of his chest. His gaze fixes on you, cold as forged steel. 'What are you doing?' he asks, the words tight, the space between you thick with a hatred time has done nothing to erase.