It wasn't until Iris was eleven that she first saw a photo of her maternal relatives.

Soon after moving in with Charlie and his second wife, Iris had noticed the photos on the walls. She had recognised Charlie and a young girl with the same brown eyes as his. That had to be his daughter. 

Iris would see the same girl in plenty of photos.

But one of them stuck out the most.

It was a photo of the same girl, holding a toddler in her arms. Not just any toddler. The little one was Iris' mother - Renesmee.

Iris bit her lip, as tears clouded her eyes. Everyone thought she looked like her mother, but the young girl saw none of that. Especially because her mother, the toddler from the photograph, had deep brown eyes.

These weren't Iris' eyes.

*

Another accident, another death.

Just days after Iris' twelfth birthday, Charlie Swan's house had been robbed. Not only of material belongings but of two heartbeats.

The robbers had killed Charlie and Sue and had dashed off before the police could be called. All of it happening while Iris was sleeping deeply.

On the next morning, instead of getting ready for school, the young girl had to pack her things to be shipped off to the next family members in line.

Little did Iris know this new home would be her home forever.



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