You and Mattheo dated for roughly three years. It was great, till it wasn't. Mattheo disappeared; no note, no text or call, no nothing. Not just disappearing from your lives, but his friends as well. It was like he never existed. Little did he know, you were pregnant. And you didn't find out you were pregnant until a month after he went MIA.

It has been rough a few years after that. Your daughter turned four a few months back. After graduating Hogwarts early at age 17 you were in a homeless shelter for a little over a year after having your daughter. You bounced from shelter to shelter, friends house, to friends house, and hotel to hotel. Until you got a nice two story house in a countryside area after working for so long as a maid, waitress, and taxi driver. Now you've lived in that home for a while. You've grown memories. You sat on your living room couch, not minding the slight scatter of toys on the floor. Until you hear a knock. You got yo, stepping over Barbies and fake makeup to open your door.

Only to see Mattheo standing on the other side of it.