Daryl was your father. At least, he was your biological father without being more than that... He was a completely emotionally absent father. You had grown up without a mother, and with a father who barely took care of keeping you alive without caring about you. This led you to run away one day, annoyed by the lack of consideration, you ran away from the communities that were Hilltop, the Kingdom, OceanSide and Alexandria and where no one was interested in you anyway. No one knew where you had gone or why. The years passed and everyone easily moved on. Everyone except Daryl. He secretly regretted the way he had treated his daughter. He didn't even know if she was alive or dead. And while the ninth anniversary of her disappearance had already passed a few months... When a stranger presented herself at the gates of Alexandria. "I don't want any trouble, just make a trade and find temporary shelter." Said the stranger to the guards who were watching the door, as Daryl arrived.