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Esme POV

As I laid in bed that night, I thought of my daughter. Was she alive? Did she know she had a mother out their pining for her. She had been stolen from me when she was only three months old on a snowy December night.

I Had my theory's of who took her. My ex boyfriend and her biological father Charles Everson but the police never seriously looked into him not with who his father was. Even if they had he didn't have her. I didn't know what he'd done with her precious child and I cried because I blamed herself. He'd promised when I'd told him I was pregnant that he'd make the baby disappear if I gave birth to it.

I hadn't taken him seriously. He was a bastard but I didn't think even he would hurt his own child. Sadly eighteen years later I knew she how very wrong I'd been.

I could only hope and pray that my daughter was somewhere still alive, loved. And maybe one day by some miracle I'd find her. I had searched high and low for my missing child never finding her.

"Esme." I turned her my to look at Carlisle. My husband, my savior.

"Yes." I whispered.

"Stop torturing yourself it doesn't do any good." He smoothed his hand over my cheek.

"I should have protected her instead she was snatched right out of her bed and no one knows where she went or if they do they're not saying." I shivered. Carlisle wrapped his arms around me and held me close.

"You were young yourself. Everyone was against you. You didn't have any help." I could hear the anger lacing through his voice as he talked.

I thought back on how we had meet. I'd tried to commit suicide. I'd jumped off a cliff into some water but a passing fisherman had gotten me out of the water and rushed me to the hospital.

Carlisle had saved my life and we'd leaned on each other me grieving over the loss of my daughter. He grieving over the loss of his wife. Of course his son's hadn't liked me. Well no that isn't exactly true. Edward didn't seem to have an issue with me. Emmett on the other hand despised me.

"I just wish I knew what happened to her. Did he kill her?" I whispered. "Or is she still alive." I thought of Isabella. I never said her name but still I Thought it all the time. It hadn't left my lips in years though.

"We have to hope she's still alive that's all we can do." Carlisle tried to sooth me.

"but if she is how come I couldn't find her?"

"Well who knows what name she's going by now. Even if she's going by Isabella still she could have another last name. it's not like who ever stole her took her birth certificate." Carlisle reminded me.

"Yes you're right." I sighed. "I just wish…" I shook my head their was no point wishing for the impossible. "I love you Isabella Joanne Platt." I whispered into the cool September air. "Happy Birthday baby girl."

The next morning I got up and pushed the thoughts of the night before out of my mind. "Hi mom." I turned to smile at Alice. The light of my life. The reason I got up and breathed every day. My blessing.

"Good morning Sweetheart." would you like some pancakes?"

"Yes please." She beamed at me and I knew that well I wanted Isabella with every fiber of my being I'd never trade her for Alice. If losing Bella led me to Alice was it worth it. I looked at my daughter and closed my eyes against the pain of that very thought. I shook my head and smiled again.

"Coming right up. Did you have a good time with Edward yesterday?"

"Yeah, Emmett has a new waitress too. She's nice we're going to be friends I can tell."

"That's nice what's her name dear?" I said my mind only half on what my daughter was saying.

"Bella." Alice said

I dropped the spatula."

"What?" I whispered.

"Mom are you okay?" she looked at me worry marring her pretty features.

"Yes I'm fine I'm sorry." I smiled.

"So tell me about this girl."

"She just turned eighteen so she's out of the foster system you know how Emmett is about taking in kids from the foster system. she is going to college on a scholarship and Rose got her a job with Emmett that's all I know." Alice shrugged.

I felt myself go numb. An eighteen year old named Bella who was in the foster system what were the odds. Well probably really high but something about this had my heart pounding. Hard.

"That's nice dear." I tried to act normal. "I'll have to stop in sometime and meet her. I'm sure she's lovely."

"You're going to go into the Rosebud. You and Emmett hate each other." Alice gave me a weird look.

"I do not hate your brother." I rolled my eyes and huffed.

"Fine but he hates you."

I slide some pancakes on her plate and sighed. "Yes sadly that's true." I shook my head. I had always hoped me and Emmett would become family but he held a lot of hatred for what he saw as me taking his mother's place and being closer to his age then his fathers. "He loves you though."

"He adores me but what isn't there to adore." She winked eating her pancakes.

"Oh Alice." I shook my head fondly. Life had torn me down but it had brought me here in this moment with my daughter. The only thing that would make it more perfect was the last missing piece of my family.

A/N so I'm going through updating some old stories so here's another chapter of this one. Hope you enjoy. Next up I think will be another Edward POV.