Rating: PG-13 perhaps?

Disclaimer: Recgonizable, which in this chapter I don't think so, not mine. Not familiar? They're mine. Thanks

Summary: After the whole big trip to London to search for her father, Daphne returned to America happily, with two new findings - a doting father, and a loving boyfriend, Ian. Then they got married, and even had a child. But unfortunately, Daphne died during childbirth. Was her son going to go through what she had gone through during her childhood? What would her son grow up to be, if he was motherless? Would he be able to accept the fact? And how would he cope with it?

A/N: I hope you enjoy reading this story as much as I enjoyed writing it. :) Merry Christmas, everyone!

And onto the story!


Prologue

The trees swayed slightly in the breeze and the leaves rustled. A young boy was trudging home from school, dragging his feet.

Rylan turned round the corner and walked down the street. His house was at the far end of the row of houses, and as he walked past house after house, he could not help glancing at his friends in envy.

Amber was helping her mother, planting onion bulbs and daffodils in the front yard. Carl and his mum were sitting on the swing, she telling him a story. Mike was blowing bubbles of different sizes on the lawn with his mommy. They were all having fun with their mothers.

Rylan could not bear to watch it any longer and broke into a run, sprinting all the way home.

TBC..

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