Prologue

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***Valentine - 5 years old***


I looked into the smiling warm eyes of my Daddy as he lifted me into his arms. He'd been gone soooooo looooong! It had felt like eternity. Mummy had told me that daddy was coming home today and I had waited on the steps of our house for ages, until I saw his car coming. I had ran up to him and as soon he opened the door, he lifted me up into his arms.

My Daddy was in the RAF. I wasn't really sure what it was but I know that it was really, really important.

Mummy then came out and kissed Daddy (ew) and hugged us both.

Our family would be together forever.


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****Valentine - 16 years old***

I giggled and fluttered my eyelashes at the human boy in front of me. He grinned back at me. "So, Valentine, you want to meet on Friday?"

He worked fast.

"For the project, yes," I said, firmly putting the boy in the friends zone with all the others. He looked confused and I held in a smirk. Yeah, you try and escape from it, boy. Even though I knew it was cruel, it was sort of fun at the same time. I had a mate, and I would wait for him, no matter what. But hey, that doesn't mean I can't have any fun in the mean time!

"Valentine!" Called my best friend Zandra. "Come on, our bus is here." I smiled once more before jumping on the bus after Zandra. "Must you lead them on, Val?" She looked a little disapproving but she knew I wouldn't take it too far.

"Yes I must, dear friend of mine, for otherwise I'd be terribly bored!" She laughed with me at that.

Right now, I didn't have a care in the world!


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***Valentine - 16 years old***


Mum hadn't come out of her room for days. We'd gotten the news a week ago. I still couldn't believe that he was gone. My eyes wanted to well up with tears but I pushed them down. I had to be strong. Dad would have wanted me to be strong, for Mum.

She had lost her Mate, my dad, and it was hitting her hard. But we had to bury him tomorrow and I don't think that she was ready. I don't think we would ever be ready. He had been testing a new fighter plane and it was faulty. At first they thought he would be able to get out... He didn't. It had blown just when he was a few meters away. Talk about injustice: this was injustice right here.

"Mum, please..... Please come out?" I whispered at the door but all I heard were her wracking sobs..... Then silence. "Mum?" I called and knocked on the door. Still no answer. "Mum!" I pounded on the door even harder but still no one answered. I took a step back and rammed into the door. It splintered a bit but held fast. "Mum!" I tried again, with all my Were strength, and this time it gave. I stumbled into the room and looked around... And there was mum, on the floor, just lying there.

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