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Chapter 98

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I looked up from folding a shirt to see Negan standing in front of the table.

"I'm sorry I was so harsh earlier. This is probably harder on you than it is for me." He stated.

I got another shirt from the basket before folding it.

"Can you tell me some things? Like how I met you, how I proposed, how the wedding was?" He asked.

"We met because you had my people lined up in front of you and you were playing a game to see who's head you'd bash in first. It landed on me, someone volunteered and you bashed their head in. You took me and my people back to your compounds and you made me go with you everywhere. I got in this tournament fight hoping to keep my people safe, but you let us stay in your community in the end." I explained.

"How did I propose?" He asked.

"I proposed. Well, I didn't propose. I demanded." I replied.

"You did?" He inquired.

"You were in the infirmary because you tried to kill yourself. As soon as you woke up, I told you to marry me. Then you said you were about to do the same thing." I answered.

"Why'd I try to kill myself?" He interrogated.

"I don't know, I guess it was because I left you and went back to Alexandria." I replied.

"You left me and then you proposed?" He asked.

I nodded my head and then he laughed.

"I guess you were my girl." He replied.

I felt my heart flutter before he sat down across from me.

"What was the wedding like?" He inquired.

"We didn't have one." I replied.

He reached in his pocket and pulled out a photo before handing it to me.

"When and where was this?" He asked.

I looked at the photograph, finding that I was laying on top of him asleep and his arms were around my back.

"This was in your sister's living room. We had a fight, I went to my room and you had a rose and a letter on my bed. I went back downstairs and you apologized again. You always gave me red roses and a letter when we had fights, and sometimes you just gave me roses just because." I explained.

I was confused as to where he got the photo, but I didn't bring it up because I was just happy he had it and was interested in knowing about us.

"It's just hard for me, because in my head- I have love for Marissa, but she's gone. I don't remember anything from the apocalypse, but now I'm wishing I did. I know it's hard for you, and I know you're trying to understand. You're the only one that's not pressuring me, so thanks." He replied.

I nodded my head before folding a pair of my jeans.

"I wish I remembered." He whispered, looking at the photograph.

I folded another shirt before he spoke up again.

"Did we have any kids?" He asked.

"No." I replied.

"Did we want kids?" He inquired.

"We never really talked about it." I stated.

"What was I like?" He asked.