All Chapters of Forever His: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

A whole day goes by and I am still thinking about my encounter with Zack, I can not decide whether he is truly an Eel or not. I try to think about what happened without bias, but it is too difficult, even after everything that has happened, I still appreciate Zack and looking at him as an Eel seems inconceivable. The only thing I am sure of is that I will never denounce him without having solid proof, I won’t allow anyone to go through the same things I went through in vain. Even suggesting he might be an Eel will ruin his life forever and I do not want that in my conscience.There is something else bothering me aside from Zack’s issue, I am kind of annoyed by the fact that Jareth has not come by to tell me how Leopold is doing. I wish I could go to the hospital myself and not just wait for someone else to tell me what is going on. I turn on the TV but there is no mention of him in the news, which in part is a good thing because if Leopold had died they would not talk about anything el

Mabel stays for hours chatting with Leopold inside the bedroom. I stay downstairs feeling annoyed, I’ve missed Leopold so much these last few days and now his mother is here I can’t spend time alone with him. At some point, she comes downstairs with the empty tray and the dirty dishes for me to clean them. “Girl, once you are done with the dishes go unpack my suitcase. Be careful, I don’t want you to ruin anything,” she orders me.“Yes, ma’am,” I reply frowning.Unpack her suitcase? Does she think I’m her personal maid? I snort angrily but I go to the guest room to do as she told me. After all, she is one going to be here for a few days, and then Leopold and I will be left alone. I open her heavy suitcase and I am surprised by all the clothes and perso

I spend the days leading to our getaway wondering where Leopold is taking me. He refuses to give me any clues and tells me I do not have to pack anything because he has arranged everything himself.The day finally arrives, I feel excited and nervous at the same time. We leave at dawn, I get in his car without the slightest idea of where we are going. Leopold kisses the palm of my hand before starting the car.“Are you ready?” he asks with a sly smile.I shrug, I do not know what to expect. He drives and drives, and we leave the city behind us and drive through the Equality Forest. I used to come here to camp with my friends. Is he taking me camping? Leopold doesn’t seem like the kind of man that likes to camp and I am definitely not the kind of girl that likes to camp. I sigh relieved when we pass the camping zone and continue driving. After a while, we leave the Forest behind too. Leopold chats nonchalantly as he looks ahead at the road in front of us. Even though I am dying to know w

I go to the nearest restrooms and change my dress. Luckily, Alice and I are the same size. Alice’s dress is not as spectacular as the one I had, but it is cute and, the best part, the design is original. I toss Grace’s dress to the trash, furious at Mabel for what she did.I walk back to my group. Mabel’s face reddens with anger when she sees me coming.“What happened to you, girl? Where is your dress?” She asks angrily. “Alice’s son spilled grape juice on it and it got ruined, she gave me a spare she had as an apology,” I lie not able to hide a joyful grin.“Oh, what a shame, it was such a nice dress,” Grandma exclaims. “But this one is pretty too.”Mrs. Jordan smiles at me. Jareth is not even paying attention to us, he is too focused on two girls on the other side of the tent.“I think it is a shame, you definitely do not look as good as you did on the other one,” Mabel comments irritated.“I think you look gorgeous, darling,” Leopold says as he takes my hand in his. “Excuse us for

(Aubrey’s P.O.V.)I tremble inconsolably as Grandma and Mrs. Jordan drag me as far as possible from where Eliza’s corpse is lying, Mabel is following us closely, she too looks upset about what we just witnessed. I can not believe Eliza committed suicide. I let the women take me without resistance, my mind is too troubled and it prevents me from thinking clearly. The women take me back to one of the tents and find a seat for me to rest. Mabel fans me vigorously as Mrs. Jordan wipes my tears away. Grandma is standing next to me, looking concerned.“That poor girl…” mutters Mrs. Jordan“What a terrible thing just happened,” Grandma exclaims.“Why would someone do that?” Mabel asks.“She was miserable, she hated her life,” I reply with sorrow.“Was she your friend?” Grandma inquieres.I nod softly. “We were in the same group.”“I am sorry to hear that, girl,” Mabel mutters.“I am sorry too, sweetie,” Grandma says.“Ugh, can you believe this mess?!”We hear Mrs. Anderson shriek voice as she