Two- Meeting the devil from heaven

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The plane was indescribable... in a bad way! The food was disgusting I just piled up in peanuts for the rest of the trip. When I came staggering out of the plane, my dad held a sign that read: Cassandra! Over here! But at that moment he was pecking his wife on the lips and chuckling with two boys. That hit me right in the gut. I had tried so hard for us to be a family but it looks like he didn't need help. That's when they all turned around and I saw the devil from heaven...
He was tanned and his impeccable jawline stood out, giving him a bit of a feminine feature. Not too much! Just enough to make him beautiful. Of course I can't admit that to anyone. ESPECIALLY him! His ego's probably big enough already. He's smirking at the girls who are fawning over him. Ugh! I'm going to be living with an egomaniac!
"Hey Cassandra!" "How are you baby!"
My dad shouted over hundreds of voices as I ducked down in embarrassment. Now, don't think I've been exaggerating this entire time on how horrible my dad is. I am so surprised that he's called me that. Like really surprised. What is going on with dad?

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