Prologue
The day seventeen year old Bella Swan got the letter in the mail she knew something was finally happening. She ran through her home in Phoenix, going up the rickety stairs, shutting her door, putting the lock in place, jumping on her bed, and quickly throwing the sheet over her head she tried to look asleep, just in case Renee' were to see what she was up to. She debated whether to open the letter. She knew one day he would want to see her, to get to know her. She had been dreaming of this day since she had just turned six, she remembered because she didn't get a birthday party.

"Isabella Marie, GET IN HERE!" she heard her mother yell.

"Yes ma'am?" Bella said as she stood in the corner of the kitchen, making sure she didn't make eye contact.

"That bastard finally decided he doesn't want you anymore. You ruined our marriage, our life, now he won't even pay for your bratty ass. I hope you know what that means." Her mother slurred while taking another drink.

"Yes mommy." Bella nodded her head.

"What have I told you about that Isabella? You call me Renee'. Mommy is what good little girls get to call the mothers that actually want them."

"Do you think he remembered today is my birthday?"

"Isabella, no one gives a fuck that today is your fucking birthday. GET OUT OF MY SIGHT!"

Bella just hung her head and quietly walked up the stairs to her room. She wished her Daddy was with her. As she laid in bed that night after the one of worse beating she'd ever had, and she'd had many. Bella promised herself while looking out the window, "One day I'll hear him say 'I love you Bella, never forget that' again. However, until he found them, she only had her memories to go on.

Shaking the horrible memories out of her head, she looked down and opened the letter.

Leah Clearwater

Forks, Washington 98331

(360) 999-9999

She had no clue who this person was but she knew this was it. Finally getting up the courage to open the letter, she felt the tears falling on her face.

Bella,

I hope this is really you. I've heard so much about you. I see pictures of you every day. We say goodnight prayers for you every night. I've gone through every Renee' Swan or Renee Dwyer online and the phonebook in the state of Arizona. Please let this be you. We're searching; we'll keep searching until we find you. By the way, I'm your step sister, Leah. We love you Bella, never forget that.

Dad found me, he actually found me.