Prologue: Demon Love

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"I'm leaving." Those two words froze me like no ice beam or below freezing temperature could. I lifted my head to look at him. Reagan was quiet and wouldn't meet my eyes. I knew I was only seven and obviously not old enough to marry but that was what he'd promised.
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"Where are you going?" I asked in a light tone pretending that I thought he meant to just go out for a while. Even though inside I was crying and kicking and screaming. I wanted to jump onto him and hold him until I was sure that if I let go he wouldn't go away. 5

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"I'm leaving." Those two words froze me like no ice beam or below freezing temperature could. I lifted my head to look at him. Reagan was quiet and wouldn't meet my eyes. I knew I was only seven and obviously not old enough to marry but that was what he'd promised.
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"Where are you going?" I asked in a light tone pretending that I thought he meant to just go out for a while. Even though inside I was crying and kicking and screaming. I wanted to jump onto him and hold him until I was sure that if I let go he wouldn't go away.
"I know you know that this isn't for a couple of hours type of deal. I'm going back to live with my parents. Maybe for two years, maybe more. I don't know. They don't tell me everything. After all I'm just a kid; like you." It was true Reagan was like me. We were a lot a like. I could tell him what everyone was thinking and he could control them. The first time I saw it happen it was a little scary. But then we became friends, Reagan and I. He didn't over use his power and he was just a kid so it wasn't that good.
Reagan was about four years older than me. His brown hair was just a shade or two lighter than my black locks. Our eyes were the same though. Gray mixed with brown and green.9

"What about your promise?" I coughed hiding the fact that if I kept talking I'd start to cry. "What if I'm not here when you get back?" Reagan stood up. He was a couple yards away. Even at his young age I still remember him being so tall. Either that or I was always just really short. His feet ate up the
ground under him. Then he was standing beside me looking down. Back then my hair was short. So short it barely touched my shoulders. 10

"Shall we make another promise before I leave? A different one?" he asked as he reached out and touched my cheek. I nodded silently, numbly. "I swear by the life of my father and of mine that I, Reagan Kuneze, will return for you. Because if anything, one day, I will ask of you to become that of which I shall hold close. Mine." I reached out and touched his cheek. Though I was very aware of the minds around me and able to read them without trying. His mind was closed off to me. I couldn't be certain if he truly meant
what he was saying. But the emotions that were coming off him in waves gave me truth enough. I leaned up and touched my lips to his cheek.
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"I swear on the life of my mother and of mine that I, Larissa Mione, will wait for your return. And one day when you ask that question, I will give an honest answer of my heart." Reagan touched my mouth as I pulled away. He hugged me close and It made me feel like the smallest, most protected, person in the world. It was only when he was gone the next day did I realize how much he meant. The sobs came and lasted for days. Soon I was unable to remember anything but his face. That always stayed in my mind.