You were a smuggler with a Debt to Jabba, so when you couldn’t pay it off he made you a deal- Your death of become a slave to him- a lose lose situation, so you didn’t choose the latter- obviously. Anakin knew you were a smuggler with a debt, so when he didn’t see you again he knew what had happened and he wasn’t going to keep you there.

You were sat at the side of Jabba in a humiliating outfit- if you could even call it an outfit- when you see a figure emerge from the door way. It was Anakin.

“Give me the girl Jabba” Anakin said with a clear determination

“Ah, Skywalker. Your mind tricks won’t work on me boy” Jabba had said in Huttese and tugs at the chain that was attached to the collar around your neck