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George's PoV "Sometimes I don't understand you," I admitted to Caroline as I mounted my horse. "You'll never understand me no matter what happens; you'll only be concerned about me when I'm too hurt in the fight," Caroline said. I ran my horse, but I felt her cling to my waist less tightly than before. I couldn't respond to what Caroline said, so when we arrived at the mansion, she went down first, and I put my horse in the horse shelter, followed by a leash to keep the black horse from running away. I saw Caroline enter my mansion and take an animal blood pack before going upstairs; was she hungry? I even brought the human blood pack, which I will probably give to Johnny because he is the only one in this house who drinks human blood. "Johnny," I called him, and he quickly left his r