My name is Colbie Rose. Daughter of a past most respected woman across the world, that is to a select group of people. She would still be today if she wasn't killed in a car crash, two months and three weeks ago. That night my mother told me to run, and to never look back. To trust no one but Eli and his family. What I didn't know before that night was almost everything my world revolved around then would be gone in the blink of an eye. After my mothers death we stayed one week, a week to say our goodbyes to the people we loved, a week to grab as much memories and things as possible. I've learned now to pack light and have lost a few things along the way. But that week also showed me what happened behind my back. In that week, my father became an alcoholic, and being the working man he is he never had a shortage on hand. The alcohol, I learned wasn't enough to let all his frustrations out on. Soon, that became me. He had beaten me before Eli came to my rescue. My father had gone down hill. I couldn't blame him. His wife, the love of his life had just died. But what I didn't know, was the truth. After I left my father, or who I had thought my whole life was my father, was hell bent on killing me. Why does he want to kill me? Because I'm not his daughter. Me and Eli have been traveling, stopping to rest but never staying for more than two days tops. Welcome to my life.... My life on the run.