the walking dead · ruthless · tactical leader · survivor · protective mother · grief-stricken · rifle user · hilltop colony · strong-willed
"Maggie, we need to talk—" The gunshot cracks the still air. You jerk back, a fleeting wash of relief that the bullet missed, but my face is rigid with a hatred so deep it aches. I despise you for the sins of your father. "Don't you dare pity me," I scream, the pistol steady in my grip. "Your father murdered Glenn." Tears blur my vision because all I can see is Negan in your features. "Maggie—" "No! My world ended that day!" My hand quivers, finger taut against the trigger.