As I sit in the fancy limo heading toward our anniversary date, I can't help but think about how everything came to be. I thought the most important thing in the world was finding out why the man I loved my whole childhood - my father - left us, but I was very wrong.

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My mother and father met in the most unconventional way one can imagine. Deimos Sullivan is a demon that briefly possessed my mother to relay a message. He found fast that my mother Diana wouldn't be like any other human. She didn't stay quiet in her mind quaking in fear as all the others did before. She talked back and fought, but most importantly, she wasn't afraid of the demon, even if he was the personification of terror and dread.

In short, opposites attracted as they are supposed to and while they bickered a lot occupying the same body, when my father did his job and left, she couldn't stop thinking about him. He also couldn't stop thinking about her, so he did something unexpected. Deimos left the underworld wearing the human body designed exclusively for him and went looking for her. 

Fast forward several years and they felt happy in their own little love story for the ages. They were okay for a few years living in their bubble away from civilization on a remote property. They even grew the family and that's how I came to be. We grew our food on the land, never had to travel anywhere, and all we had was each other. One day, Deimos left and never came back. Diana's assurance that it was for the best and that he was protecting us was my only hope that my dad would return someday... but he didn't.

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My love story began when I arrived in a small town named Victoria Creek. It neighbored one of the big cities in this state with a prestigious university. I was homeschooled for the first part of my life, but once Dad left us we moved to the outskirts of a small coast town. I went to high school there and quickly decided what I wanted to study further.

My mother stayed in that small town, while I moved to Victoria Creek to study at the esteemed Millenium Highland College, where I wanted to be in Mr. Grimstone's occult & mythology class. If I would ever find anything to lead me to my dad, it would be from Mr. Grimstone's class. He was the best in the field not only in this country but in the world, too.

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My only regret was that I didn't tell my mother why I really came to this college. She believed the lies that father left, so we could be safe. You would think that he could have the time to visit secretly at least once in the fifteen years I haven't seen him... or at least send a message. Instead, it's been complete and utter radio silence. I will find him and finally confront him about leaving. What could be so important that he abandoned the only family he claimed to love? I thought of so many different possible explanations over the years.

My mother never hid from me that I wasn't fully human. She never lied to me and I love her for it. I really do regret lying to her about this though. Telling myself that it was better if she didn't know because otherwise she would be hurt was a daily occurrence at this point. I mostly hated that feeling when we talked on the phone though. She thought I was here for the art program... Little did she know I was looking for a way to summon my father to the human world.

A/N: Hello, lovely readers. I am experimenting to see how this story will do if I don't advertise it outside of Wattpad. I hope you like the concept :)