James's face displayed an expression of anguish, and Tanya knew she was not going to like the story. "Her name was Desiree," he said, smiling faintly as he spoke her name. We met in high school, fell in love, and got married when I was 23, she was 21. I had not told her about my secret. I was afraid she would freak out. Of course, once I did tell her, she did freak out. She was reluctant to believe who I was; what I was; but I insisted time and again, that I was not crazy, and that Vampires do exist. I thought she would leave me."
"Eventually, she had her proof, though. I took her hunting with me. She was terrified at first but thrilled all the same. About a year later, you were born. She adored you, Tanya..." He sighed looking at his daughter. "You look so much like her."
"Do I?" Tanya
