"You seemed to have liked me a hell of a lot more a few seconds ago. Do you need me to remind you?"
In this sequel to Daryl's Precious Gem we see how iridescent Ruby is as she's taken down a dark path. Will the temptations from the darkness of this...
I leaned against a tree as I mourned the loss of my baby. All the should've and could haves raced through my mind. I should have killed Bryce when I had the chance! I could have but I didn't.. This was of my own doing. If I could rewind time I'd torture him until he begged for death!
"Ruby?" A soft sweet voice broke my thoughts. I slowly turned towards the figure that stood a few feet away from me.
"Maggie?" My jaw dropped as I took in her appearance. Her hair was a few inches longer and peaked out of the baseball cap she wore. She also wore a white long sleeve shirt and a pair of jeans. Maggie looked perfectly healthy compared to how I last saw her.
"Harlan told me you woke up." A worrisome look spread across her face. "How are you feeling?"
I eyed Maggie up and down. Was I hallucinating?
"Ruby?" Maggie asked.
"Are you real?"
Maggie nodded as she knelt beside me, "I'm real."
"I'm so sorry." My lips trembled as a few more tears escaped. "For everything."
Maggie embraced me in a firm hug. It took me a few seconds to brush off the shock before I was able to hug her back.
"I don't understand." I sniffled, pulling away and wiping my tears away. "Rosita gave me the impression that you were dead!"
"You had to believe that I was dead in order for Negan to believe it." Maggie explained.
"I thought you were gone." I exhaled slowly as my fingers ran through my tangled hair. I was angry that no one told me but I understood why. Negan would've been able to sense if I were lying.
"I'm sorry." She whispered.
"Don't be." I forced a smile as I glanced at her stomach. Swallowing the lump in my throat I asked, "Is your baby okay?"
Maggie nodded, "Harlan was able to fix me up."
My head lowered as I held my stomach. I was glad Maggie and her baby were alive and well. But the thought caused the physical and psychological pain to return as another tear slipped out of my eye.
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"How long have I been here?" I asked lowly.
"Four days." Maggie answered.
My head snapped towards her. "Four days?!"
"You were in rough shape when you arrived."
"Was I unconscious the entire time?"
"Right before your surgery you woke up startled and held a scalpel up to Harlan's neck. We managed to calm you down before the surgery. Then you were out until today."
