MAGGIE

    I stand above Glenn's grave silently, looking over the flowers that have started to grow around the wooden cross. It's a beautiful sight, and I'm glad Enid suggested planting the seeds. With a soft sigh I crouch down, rubbing my palms over my thighs as I look up at the clear blue sky.

    "I know it's been a while since my last visit, and I'm sorry for that. Things have gotten pretty hectic lately and I can't get away from Alexandria as much as I used to." I start to apologize, licking over my dried lips. I know he can't physically hear me, but I still feel like there's a weight lifted off my shoulders whenever I talk to him.

"I've been feelings things, things I don't think are right." I start to say, stopping momentarily as a Hilltop worker walks by. Once they're gone I clear my throat and continue. "It's Negan— he's different now. I know what he did to you and Abraham is unforgivable but... he saved Hershel, Glenn. Our son was choking and he just swooped in and helped before I even realized what was happening." I say quickly as I play with the dirt.

"I don't love him. I'm not even sure I could after everything that's happened, but I can't deny the attraction." I admit, more so to myself than to Glenn as tears sting at the corners of my eyes. "Does this make me a bad person? Is it so awful that I've even considered moving on?"

My questions go unanswered as usual, and I quickly wipe my eyes when I hear footsteps coming up from behind.

"Maggie?" Enid speaks out softly, and I turn to look up at her with a kind smile.

    "Hey Enid. Where's Hershel?" I ask once I've stood up, brushing the dirt off my jeans. She points to the house, where I can see my son playing on the porch with Gracie. My smile grows wider and I let out a small laugh. "Judith's got quite the competition." I say jokingly, and Enid laughs along with me.

"Glenn would want you to move on...even with who you're thinking about. So much time has passed Maggie, everything's changed." Enid says softly, letting me know that she heard the whole thing.

I sigh and nod my head slowly, brushing a hand through my hair. "I just... I'm getting used to the idea before I act on it— that is if I do."

    It's not just my opinion that counts, but everyone else's as well. I can't just go full force into something with someone that caused everyone so much grief. No matter how tempting it is.

    "We should head back. Carol's visiting, and she's wanting to cook for everyone." I say softly, squeezing her arm before walking over to the house to grab Hershel.