The beginning

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Y/n (pov)

I smile. This is the first time in over 5 years that my child has come to visit her dear old mother. Right now she's upstairs unpacking. She's staying the week with me. And I am soon to be a grandma. Even though I'm only 45. I'm excited to see it happen. If only michael was here to see her. I sigh as I sit down in my chair. A old rocking chair for 1983. Miss gave it to me after we all parted ways. I was about to pull out a book when I hear Abigail walking down the stairs.

Abby is my only child she has long dark h/c hair. Her eyes as blue as the sea. Funny enough she got my hight thought only falling around 5'5. I smile as she entered the room. Her 3 month belley poking out from her top. "Mother?" I here Abby's voice ring in my ears. I snapped back into reality (oh no there gos gravity :)... Sorry 😐) my ears pop up on the top of my head. I smile as I look up at my child. Ohh and how she grow. "Yes dear what is it?" I spoke out.

She looked at me kind confused and looking of answers." Mother I have a question." Addy said as she sat next to me in a old arm chair. My gaze followed her as she sat down. A question? Why does it bit surprise me. She is to marry in a few days. So I would expect questions. " Sure my dear. What questions do you have for me?" I responded after she seam to relax in her seat. " Who is my father?" My eyes shot open. Now that was a question I haven't heard in years. My gaze meet meet with her peering eyes.

I told a deep breath before I respond to her question. " Why the seton interest in your father?" She flipped back in the chair after receiving my answer as a question. She gave out a big huff, as she sat back up. " Mother I think you know why." Addy pause for a second then you to speak. " I want he to give me away to my soon to be husband!" I toke a deep breath before speaking. " Are there any other questions you have? " I really was trying to avoid this topic of conversation.

She looked at me as her scolding eyes turn into a gentle look of kindness. " Yes I do mother." She smiled as her lips turned into a grin." Why do we have cat ears and a tail? " My eye open wide. I was expecting her to ask about michael again but no. It's about are animal features. I toke a deep breath. I should I know that I would have a lot of explaining to do. " So you want to know about your father? " I spoke as I sat up. Her eye widen as she leaned up in her chair.

She nodded her quickly. I chuckled as she did so. Even though she 23 she still acts like a child. " Fine then. I will have to start from the beginning then." She looked at me confused for a minute before crawling her way into the floor in front of me. My smile turn into a frown as I see her eyes feel with excitement. It a tear drips down my eyes as I started to speak. " Back when I was younger. A lot younger. Around 3 almost four....

Pass y/n (pov)

I smile as I look up to my mom package a few things. We are getting ready to go to one of the most biggest city's in the world. Mother looked my way as she finished putting up her long h/c hair into a bun. " Y/n what have you done to your hair? That won't do. Now come here so mommy can pull it into two ponytails." I giggled as I ran to my mother's side. She sat down on the small couch as she pulled my hair into the ponytails. As she finished my siblings all fan down the stairs with my father trailing not to far behind them.

I yelled out as he ran down the stairs. " Daddy daddy look what mommy did to my hair!" My voice feel with excitement. He smiled as he look my way. " You look great y/n. Now that we are all really let get go..." Father stopped talking as his phone rang. He quickly pick it up and spoke. " Hello this is Mr. L/n how may I help you today." He stopped to wait for a response. As he listened his smile truned into a froun. " Why was the plane flight canceled?" He spoke to the phone.

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