Carol Bellmont.

||: Solo start - Forced to make a decision :|| ~

- that way...it didn't feel like it though and as she bought about it tears started to sting at her eyes }} ||: Solo end :||

- going to be. She would have to leave the friends she come to think of as family and go out on her own with #Sophia. Maybe it was better -

- serious about this. She had until two days from now to decide, he at least gave her that. But she already knew what her decision was -

- time to figure it out. But it looked like time wasn't something that she had. @BurdenByDeath had given her a deadline, he was being -

- way they could live with this...because she didn't think that she could live without her daughter in her life. She just needed some more-

- she would have come to the same conclusion. But it was. She knew her daughter was now a walker but she also believed that there was a -

- hurt any less. She couldn't quite believe what @BurdenByDeath and the rest of the group were asking of her. Perhaps if it wasn't #Sophia-

- and #Sophia had to leave the group. It was hard thing for @BurdenByDeath to say, she could see it from his face but that didn't make it -

- an ultimatum- either they murdered #Sophia (that wasn't the word that he had used but to her that's exactly what it felt like) or Carol -

- the only friends she had left in this world had abandoned her. @BurdenByDeath had entered her room the night before and had given Carol -

- everyone. They were afraid of her daughter. Or maybe they were afraid of what they would do if they were there. Carol felt alone. Like -

- anymore. They had all stopped visiting her and #Sophia since this had happened: @RectifyMyRage, @OrnateProtector, @DisruptedWings, -

- on her priorities list. The only time she ate or drank anything was when someone brought her some. That was the only time she saw anyone-

- or her voice. Nothing. She sighed and ran a hand through her greasy hair. Not leaving her daughters side meant washing her hair was low -

- Sophia, it's Mommy. " {{ She speaks to her like she does every single day, hoping there will be some sign of her recognising her face -

-had tied her down. They fought her on it but Carol knew that if there was time to be tough and to be strong that it was now }} " Sophia? -

- Her eyes moved to the struggling figure tied down on the bed to her left. No one had moved her, Carol had refused to let them so they -

- would have killed her daughter straight away. And they all still wanted to even if very few of them said it out loud and to her face. -

- moment clearly. The moment she had screamed for help. She was so grateful she had been there with #Sophia because otherwise maybe they -