Ginger pov
"You are the one that wanted to get married Negan."
I sat in the grass, hands wrapped around the walky-talky.
"Let's just wait awhile sweetheart okay?"
I was honestly upset, here i was dressed up in white and my prince he was out on a 2 day supply run. "Where are you even at? Negan....?"
"Ginger i will be home in a couple of days, i'll talk to you then."
I threw the walky-talky to the ground.
"Dinner!" Cocoa yelled, towel on her shoulder.
I walked to the house and came inside. Sitting at the table was Marlo.
"Caleb has been fed, sleeping peacefully in his crib, burped too."
I sighed relief, i was glad i bottled that boy, now the girls could help.
"Thanks Marlo."
"Welcome." Marlo passed some carrots to me.
I remember when i hated carrots, the smell, taste.
Now i was eating them.
"Thank you."
"Now where is our shining prince, did he have a good excuse for not being here for your wedding?"
"He is on a supply run, for the next two days."
"Why? We are fine."
Cocoa and Marlo looked at me funny.
"I think he is going back to the Sanctuarary."
"Why would he be going back there?" Cocoa asked.