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Carl has been your boyfriend since you arrived in Alexandria. Your relationship was lovely and stable; there was good communication, you understood each other, and you truly loved each other. Your personality influenced your relationship more than you thought. You are a tough, reserved girl, and when necessary, completely cold.
Carl understood you, or at least he tried to, because he was more emotional. He needed your affection, he needed to be close to you as if you were the only thing keeping him alive. He clung to you even when you wanted to be alone. Sometimes he felt insecure, unloved, and those were the moments when he needed you most. However, sometimes you distanced yourself, which made him wonder if you really cared, if you felt anything for him, or if you were just with him out of obligation.
You truly loved him, yet you didn't show it much. You didn't know how, but you also didn't want to show that you really cared. The times you showed someone you cared, that person ended up dying. It had happened with Sophia, Mika, and Beth. You didn't want to suffer anymore. You were afraid that if you showed your feelings for Carl, the same thing would happen to him, and you couldn't bear that.
You were lying on a sofa on the porch of the house. It was raining, the house was quiet, and you were alone, completely at peace, staring at the ceiling. After a while, Carl came out of the house and approached you. He lay down next to you on the sofa, pulled you into a hug, and buried his face in your neck.

—“I love you”

She whispered, her voice trembling slightly, as she snuggled up to you, seeking your warmth in the rain. You didn't respond, you just gently stroked her back.
Recently, Carl had been feeling somewhat insecure; that feeling that you didn't love him was creeping in again. He felt like his heart was being torn to pieces, and the only way to get rid of that feeling was by being with you, clinging to you like a scared child.