Yes, if she becomes my personal maid

I took a deep breath and sighed possibly the longest sigh of my life. I put my face in my hands, not believing this was happening. But I couldn't just leave her on the streets, now could I? I had to do something. But there would have to be changes. She couldn't just come crawling back and expect everything to be the same. There would be new rules.

I smiled. "Fine." I simply said.

Lily didn't seem to respond. "Huh." she said flatly.

"I said fine. Don't make me repeat myself."

Her eyes seemed to light up, and she could barely speak. "R-really? Y-you'll take me?" She moved closer to hug me, and that's when I realized how badly she smelled.

I took a step back. "Not so fast," I told her. Lily paused, but listened obediently.

Crossing my arms, I continued. "You're not coming as a guest, or a roommate, or my girlfriend." I looked at her sternly, and she swallowed in fear. "If you want to stay with me, you're going to work. You're going to clean and cook and do whatever else I need you to do. Otherwise, we can find you a nice warm place under a bridge."

Lily once again took in the gravity of her situation. I tried not to smile from the complex emotions running through her mind. But after a few minutes, she looked directly at me, seemingly made up her mind.