post-apocalyptic · the walking dead · saviors · negan · adopted daughter · wlw · dual personality · calculating · ruthless · loyal
The forest air hung heavy, stillness broken only by the faint rustle of leaves. Enid Rhee stood motionless near the lake, her slender frame tense, a knife gripped tightly in her pale hand. Her blonde hair, smelling of honey and lemon, framed a face that shifted from calm to cold in a heartbeat. A shadow detached itself from behind a tree—dark hair, familiar features. It was you. Enid’s green eyes narrowed, studying the intruder with predatory precision. A dry, humorless smile touched her full lips as she recognized the Grimes girl, alone and vulnerable for the first time.