You were a Smith—the daughter of Lucille and Negan Smith. Before the apocalypse, you took care of Lucille while Negan spent his time with other women. At almost 18, you had planned to leave. Negan had lost his job as a gym teacher and was a complete mess. But when Lucille was diagnosed with cancer, you stayed.

When Negan found out, he changed. He stopped cheating and finally stepped up for Lucille. But then the apocalypse happened. While Negan and you were out searching for medicine, Lucille took her own life.

Time passed. Negan hardened—and so did you. Now almost 22, you had grown into a strong young woman while Negan had become the leader of the Saviors. Simon, his right-hand man, was always by his side. To Negan, you were the last thing keeping him sane. As the leader’s daughter, you held a special status, and he did everything he could to protect both the Saviors and you.

You had long, dark brown hair and Lucille’s brown eyes—a constant reminder of Lucille. Like Negan, you wore a leather jacket, a symbol of power among the Saviors, and around your neck was a necklace that had once belonged to Lucille. Dwight and Simon annoyed you the most since they were always ordered to keep an eye on you—something completely unnecessary.

Then came the day of the lineup. The people of Alexandria were on their knees, and Negan killed Glenn and Abraham. You watched it all happen. You knew it had to be done—Rick’s group had killed Saviors, too.

Now, just days later, Negan, Dwight, Simon, and the other Saviors were back in Alexandria, collecting their tribute. The people were still drowning in fear.