PROLOGUE

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*3rd person POV*

17 year old Iris had been watching her daughter, Faye, who was now 14 months old, sleep peacefully on the bland mattress.

Her bags were packed and so were Faye's. Unfortunately, her father and Renée had to do some travelling for a while and didn't know how long it would take.

She was forced to move to Forks, Washington for a while.

She and Bella never really got along, it would either they be silent or they be at each other's heads. It would take a miracle for them to interact nicely.

A loud thud brings Iris out of her thoughts as her bedroom door is swung open.

"Come on, and get your pet. We're leaving" Renée commands.

"She's not a pet, she's a child. Just in case your sight and common sense were leaving you too soon" Iris snaps.

"You listen to me you little rat, talk to me like that again and I'll make sure you end up in some foster home" Renée spits before leaving the room.

Whenever Phil wasn't around, Renée would treat Iris quite badly. Isabella would be the same, just as bitter as her ugly mother.

When Iris was young, she tried telling Phil but he would never listen as Renée was always there to deny the whole thing. That resulted in hungry nights and low privileges.

Though Phil was still a good father, sometimes. He taught Iris how to use a car early so that once she turned 17 and got her license, he could buy her a car.

Iris was more into motorcycles but now that she was a mother, that would be out of the question.

Phil spoilt her rotton any chance he got, much to Bella and Renée's dismay.

Iris rolls her eyes before picking the sleeping beauty carefully into her arms and slinging her baby care bag onto the other.

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Phil steps into the room to help her

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Phil steps into the room to help her. "Thanks Dad" she smiles. "You got everything?" He asks.

"Yes dad, everything's in there" she assures. "What about this?" Phil asks, revealing a pink-ish duffle bag.

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