You was alphas second daughter. You was like her, but had a soft spot for Daryl. When he locked you and Lydia up, he say your scars and wounds. He knew that alpha did them just by looking. Ever since, he's taken care of you and Lydia.

But you was still taking on your mums ways, cold and heartless.

"What's goin on with ya." Daryl asks noticing the cold in your gaze.

"I wish I could change." You mumble, " I don't want to be my mum anymore."