I bit my lip, pressing my back against the wall as I ran my hand through my hair. Now I understood everything my mom every spoke about, now I understood thats why she did it. Maybe she was trying to protect me from being hurt like I was now, maybe she knew thats what his answer would have been if she'd asked him to go with her.

I kept my eyes low as I slid down to the floor, not looking toward my father. "Maybe thats why she told me you didn't want to be found. Maybe she was trying to stop me from being hurt because I'd told her multiple times I was tired of lying about where my father was." I whispered softly.

"She ran and hid because she knew the jedi would take me away from her, niether you or her would ever see me again if they took me away. She always said she thought the army was more important to you than anything else - I never wanted to believe her." I explained, feeling tears rolling down my cheeks.

I hated to say it but maybe my mother had been right, maybe the army was more important to him than his family. "Sure, you haven't been in my life for eighteen years. So lets just do more damage than whats already been done - thats perfect. I don't have my mother and you want to stay distant." I bit my lip, pausing a moment.

"You want to stay distant when this is the first time you've been in my life. So don't worry about me, you want to be distant and not step up to the plate of having a family...just like my mom came to the conclusion, you hurt her - she stayed up every night waiting, always made an extra plate at dinner for you."

I bit my lip, looking over at him a moment before looking away again. "Every night, even for my birthdays - she would give me at least one present saying it was from you. And as a little girl - I hated my birthdays because every year I wished for you to come home." I whispered softly, running my hand through my hair.

I sighed softly, "You already choose the army over my mother and I once. And if you hadn't then...maybe she'd still be alive. And now your choosing it over me when she's gone. So you don't have to worry about me - you know I'm alive. You know where I live. Honestly if you can't find me - I'll either be in jail or dead because I was seen with Republic soldiers." I muttered, slowly wiping a tear off my cheek.

Honestly, I guess I just thought he'd care enough to leave the army. I guess try to make up for the eighteen years he hadn't been there. "I know why my mother left and honestly, the same thing you did to the women you loved - your doing to you daughter eighteen years later." I whispered softly, wrapping my arms around myself as I looked over at him.

I knew the pain was clear in my eyes, along with betrayal. I couldn't believe it. Every year I'd wished for him to come home to us and he never did. My mother and I struggled, she'd wanted to reach out to him. But she was scared of this happening.