Carl's POV
I was sitting on the couch staring out the window when it came to me.
Why Lydia was acting so weird when I talked to her.
Why all of her actions seemed forced.
Why she sounded so fake when she said she just wanted to talk to Enid.
It was because she didn't just want to talk.
"Oh, no," I breathed and shot up, running for the door.
Michonne grabbed my arm to stop me.
"Carl," she said, surprised. "Where are you going?"
"N-nowhere," I stammered. "I-I'll be right back."
I ran out the door and plunged into the forest.
