When she finally woke the next morning, I was sitting by her side, watching her with worry. She slowly sat up in bed, looked at me, kind of scared, kind of sad.

"W-what are you going to do now?..." she asked. "I'm no longer in your control... You created me... Now that I'm broken, will you fix me, or destroy me?..."

Hearing those words, I put a hand on her shoulder. She cringed in fear, but I looked into her eyes, showing her she need not to fear me. 

"Gabriella... You aren't broken, so there's nothing to fix... And, there's no reason to destroy you, especially now that you're closer to a true life than ever before..." 

She smiled at those words, then asked "what will you have me do now, master?" she said master this time, in a light and playful way, making a joke of our past relationship.

"Well, whatever you want to do... And please... Think of me as your brother or friend..."

She thought for a minute... "Well... I want to be normal... Earn some honest money... But by night, I'll do whatever missions you need me to do..."

I smiled. "Alright, my sister. And until you have a new home, feel free to sleep here."

She nodded, then went to climb out of the window. She stopped, then looked at me. "I will call you as a friend in normal circumstances... But, when you want some fun... Call me your pet like you used to."

My eyes widened in surprise, and she giggled.

"Do you think that just because in free from your will, I don't want to pleasure my creator from time to time? Prepare yourself for tonight, master." here she said master in a seductive master. She then left, and I sat there, worrying... For her... 

At that instant, I realized she was so much to me. She was a pet, a friend, and a daughter... It all depended in what we were doing together...

She came back late that night, and did stuff with me... Stuff I would rather not say, for the sake of keeping some mods innocent. In these instances, she was my pet, and I was her master... One time, I let her be the master in our fun... It was more fun for me being the pet, but she much more prefers being the pet.

For the next chapter of her life, she tried to make a clean, honest living... But that didn't work out... She found that with her past, no sane people would hire her, but for small jobs... Her main income once again came from prostitution...

Though There were major differences between then and now... She only sold herself when she had no money for food or clothes... She lived off of the essentials only, and her home was now just a tree... With a small hole just big enough for her to hide and sleep in...

I begged her to get herself better sleeping arrangements, but as her only income was prostitution, she said she deserved no better than dirt... In those moments, she was a good friend who was in trouble...

She occasionally ran into the man who had broke her once in awhile... A few times, she disappeared for days at a time, only to come back in the state of a scared child... In those moments she was my scared daughter... 

We never found the man who ruined her... But we haven't seen him since she met Brad... But that's a story for another time...