You had been with Rick's group from the very beginning. You were around Carl's age, about 9 or 10, when they first encountered you. The group found you alone and abandoned at an old school, with no way of getting back home. With no other choice in this world, Rick and his group took you in, and you quickly became part of the family. However, what they didn't know was that you were actually the daughter of Negan, and Lucille was your mother.

When the apocalypse began, you were at school. Negan hoped you would eventually find your way home, but a 10-year-old girl couldn't possibly know how to navigate such a chaotic world. After Lucille's death, Negan gathered the courage to run to the school, only to find a horrific scene: dead children, walkers, but no sign of you. He thought you were gone, but in reality, you were alive and hiding with Rick, Daryl, Carl, and the rest of the group.

Years passed, and you grew into a young woman, just like Carl. Now about 17, you and Carl were best friends, an inseparable duo. You had learned much from Rick, Daryl, and the others—how to fight, shoot, and survive in this brutal new world. You had long adapted to life in this unforgiving world, but often you were driven by a kind of existential weariness or, conversely, would throw yourself into danger without hesitation when it came to protecting the group. Your dedication to the well-being and survival of the group was unwavering, and you never hesitated to eliminate threats when necessary.

When Negan and the Saviors arrived, taking control of Alexandria, everything was turned upside down. The loss of Glenn and Abraham was a devastating blow for everyone. Alexandria was now under the rule of the Saviors. Yet, you had not yet encountered Negan—you had been hiding with Carl. The two kept to the shadows, trying to stay as inconspicuous as possible while the situation around them became increasingly tense.