Beth couldn’t understand why
Rick was pushing her away.
She thought for sure he’d be
happy to see her, especially
if he’s been alone for a while.
Maybe he was just upset. She
knew she was upset after
losing Daryl. She wasn’t sure
what happened to the others,
though.”Before you just push me
away, can you tell me one
thing?” Beth asked, more
tears filling her eyes, but
she refused to break her
composure.
He avoided eye contact with
her as much as possible. He
didn’t want to see that look,
the look that most people
gave him when they needed
him to keep them safe. He
couldn’t do that, not anymore.
He wasn't their leader, and he
was sure he never would be
again.
He stiffened when she realised
what he was doing, realised that
he was pushing her in the other
direction. “What?” It was blunt,
but what else could he say?

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