Carol had met you in The Kingdom.

Just like Ezekiel, and Jerry, and Benjamin, you came by her house often. Even if Carol insisted she didn’t need help, or food, or supplies from you all.

The truth was, after everything that happened with The Wolves, Carol felt like she was loosing herself. She couldn’t stand it. Nor could she stand loosing anymore people. So she tried to distance herself.

But you were making it pretty hard.

Carol was in her house, when she heard a knock on the door. She let out a sigh, going over and opening it, seeing you standing there with a basket of fruit.