A/n: New story because I haven't been getting much feedback for the others and I had an urge to write this. Review and I'll continue!
-P.d/Rhi
Prologue
I was sixteen, barely old enough to fend for myself and then he came along. I couldn't help but fall in love with him. The way he noticed me, when I was positive I had turned invisible. The simple ways he brushed my hair from my eyes and kissed my forehead as I drifted off into sleep in his arms. I was safe. I was happy. Then it shattered. The night before graduation, we made love for the first time. I suspect that if he had known the repercussions of our love he would have never left, but being me I had to keep it a secret. And so he graduated, leaving me alone with the fetus slowly growing in my womb. No one noticed. No one ever noticed me, unless of course I was kidnapped or dead or something along those drastic lines. You see, in my family, there is a title for every member. The smart one, the witty one, the bad ass, the jokers, the famous one. Then, there's me. I don't know exactly what I was considered; I don't think I really gave my family a chance to decide where I fit it. In the years I lived there, I was the shadow and I left before they could notice the very noticeable bump on my stomach. I still love him. I've loved him since I first met him, so many years ago. It's been five years since I've seen my family. Five years since I've hugged anyone but my daughter. Five years since anyone called me Ginny. The trust is I'm not little Ginny anymore. I'm no Ginerva either. Gin and Tonic. Gin-Gin. Virginia. Anything but that little girl I once was. I thought I'd never have to go back. I prayed I'd never have to go back. But of course, since fate enjoys torturing me so much, he decided it was time for a reunion.