APOV
"Carlisle, please, just this once" I pleaded. My father shook his head.
"Alice, I already told you, we can't adopt that little girl. I've seen her during one of her fits, and she gets really violent. What kind of menace would she be if she became a vampire? We don't know if the venom can cure a psychological condition" Jasper wrapped his arms around me.
"We'll go visit her, dear. I promise. We'll go every day if you want to" He promised, kissing me softly on the lips. I nodded.
"Right now what we need to worry about is that guy. Will Kim be able to identify him? I think they've got three suspects by now" I looked into the future and saw Kimmy pointing at a seriously ugly guy and Edward nodding.
"She will" I said confidently. Kimmy reminded me so much of Cynthia. I had found some pictures of her on the internet- apparently she married some guy who became the major or something.
Suddenly, I bolted upstairs and grabbed my pink laptop. When it logged on, I quickly typed Cynthia Brandon on Google's search engine.
I got 2,890,000 results.
"Here goes" I whispered, opening the first page. This was gonna be a long read.
***
My sister's daughter is alive. In Biloxi. And she has three daughters- Alice, Jenna and Kimberly Marie Shalonne.
Apparently, my niece married some guy from Forks. When his daughter's tantrums started, he suggested the asylum where his grandma had been placed in. Kimberly is supposed to be dead. I showed Jasper my research and he gasped.
"So that makes Kimmy my… grand-niece?" Jazz shrugged. "Carlisle is sooo gonna freak out!"
"Let's go visit her, love" My husband said, as reasonable as always. I nodded and we left for the asylum.
***
"Kimmy, this is serious, OK? For the last time, what is your name?" I said, trying to be patient.
"I'm Kimberly. Kim Grosvenor, Ally" My shoulders dropped and I put my face in my hands. What were the odds that, of so many people, there were two little girls named Kimmy in the same asylum and one of them was my niece?
Jazz squeezed my hand and plastered a smile on his face.
"Well, Kim, we gotta go now" Kimmy's eyes started to fill with tears. "But we'll be back to visit you every weekend, alright? I promise"
She nodded and held the tears back. I smiled weakly at her and my husband and I left the asylum.
I was going to see my family, my real family.