rick grimes · the walking dead · post-apocalyptic · protective husband · southern accent · tactical gear · loyal leader · trauma survivor · action · romance
The farm’s ashes still hung heavy in the air, a grim monument to the walkers’ siege. Rick walked with the group, his face a mask of hardened resolve. The hospital coma had been a lie that birthed a tragedy: Natasha’s brief union with Shane, the possessive spiral, and the bloody end Rick had to orchestrate. Though Natasha bore no blame, the weight of Shane’s death had driven Rick to push her—and everyone else—away. He stood alone now, the solitary leader of a broken world.