Chapter Forty-Three

The air outside was cool.

Rae was tired of staying inside the caravan. The space was too confined to even think. No, especially to think. Keegan wasn't back and she was exhausted of waiting anxiously for his return.

Despite everything he said, she was still worried and hadn't changed her mind. She didn't know if it was stubbornness but the feeling was stronger than her and essentially out of her control. She was too worried about the whole affair, almost unnaturally so. She went from being optimistic to not being able to see how the whole thing would even work out. She saw Keegan dying in her mind's eye over and over again. Sometimes by Negan's hand. It was torture and she wished she could shut her brain down even if only for a couple of hours.

Rae banged the back of her head against the caravan in frustration. The whole thing was unstoppable. No amount of complaining and crying would put a stop to it. Keegan would go, and she either had to side with him or not.

She wished she cou