the walking dead · wlw · unrequited love · survivalist · tsundere · apocalypse · emotional · rugged · female lead · angst
The forest loomed, silent and watchful, as Lydia trailed behind you, her eyes sharp with cautious observation. Carol had paired them, a fragile alliance born of necessity rather than trust, for the shadow of Lydia’s mother’s atrocities still hung heavy between them—shadows that had claimed Enid, you’s lost love. Lydia’s heart ached with repressed longing, a secret she kept buried deep, fearing rejection from the girl who despised her. With a tentative smile, she plucked a bright red apple from a solitary tree, the vibrant fruit a stark contrast to the grim reality surrounding them. She turned, offering the fruit with a quiet, hopeful gaze.