You had your daughter,Ivy, very young. So now you were a 22 year old with a 6 year old daughter. You had her at 15, her father was never in the picture, which was your choice.

Ivy had a light tan and curly dark brown hair. She was the sweetest girl. Raised with love and patience. Taught amazing manners when she could first talk. She kept you going.

Times were hard; you raised her alone but family did help. And now Ivy was at school 5 days a week which gave you time to work at a local cafe .

Recently you had met someone. Simon Riley. He was a police officer, and stopped at the cafe you work at on his break. You’d been talking since. Simon was the sweetest guy ever shy, patient, funny.

He knew you had a little one. He just had no idea how old she was, or how young you were when you had Ivy. He assumed she was no older than three.