All Chapters of Forever Yours: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Her lips trembled and then she whispered, "Evan Elijah Sterling." I nodded with my heart constricting, mighty glad she hadn’t thought to erase me from their lives. Taking a few strides forward, I went to stand about a foot away from her."I know now—I know now why you left…”“What?! You didn’t know why I left?! Your mum—” she exclaimed then paused her beautiful eyes shone with shock, and then her lovely trimmed eyebrows furrowed as she held my gaze. I shook my head.“I swear it to you, baby, I didn’t know when we met at Jacob’s party. And I am so sorry, beautiful," I said. “I am so sorry, I wasn’t there to protect you. I am so sorry for trusting the wrong person to look out for you… Estera. I am so sorry that you felt you had to run from me and have our children alone—”She rushed at me and I wrapped my arms around her, pressing a kiss on the crown of her head. I held her tightly to my body. "I am so sorry for what they did to you. I am so so sorry, my love," I repeatedly whisper as I

The entire room went very quiet and then my mother dropped a kiss on Mary Antoinette's forehead and said, "We will wait outside, darling, and join you as soon as the doctor calls us back in, okay?”"Okay," Mary Antoinette replied.My mum left her side, walked up to Antony Dallas, and said, "Come now, it would just be for a few minutes. We have come a long way for this. Let's give the doctors the space they need."Reaching for Anastasia's hand she pulled the other woman and ushered her towards the door, Antony followed, albeit reluctantly. I was about to follow when Mary Antoinette said, "Can my husband stay, please?""We will call everyone back inside in a few minutes. We just need to speak with you alone--" the doctor said. I flashed Mary Antoinette a smile, ignored the fucker, and walked outside. A nurse came to usher us to a private waiting room just across Mary Antoinette's room and something told me this was done on purpose.About fifteen minutes later, a nurse came to call us ba

"Remember my mum was a doctor?" "Yes," I replied, nodding."She operated a private free clinic for homeless and abused teenage girls who can not afford hospital bills. For some of those teenagers, she helped with aborting unwanted pregnancies—""Yes?""Mary Antoinette and Anastasia Dallas were one of her patients but that wasn't the name they used—”"What?!" I exclaimed in disbelief. A gentle knock sounded from the door and Estera winced. I frowned. Foster went to the door, opened it, and stepped outside. I heard him speaking with someone who had come to let him know the Dallas’ were done signing the authorization papers. I framed Estera’s face, peering into her eyes. She searched mine and I could feel her quivering. Foster came back inside, shut the door, and cleared his throat. I sighed. "They are done with the signing. I have to go and meet with them—" he said. "Thank you, Cole, this is not the right place to have this kind of discussion anyway. I think I better get the twins

"When I left Charlestown, I went back home to Castle Ridge. My aunt left the property vacant for me. And all of my parents' things, although sorted, were still there. I … I was very um ... sad and needed the connection I could find with my parents for strength. I started to go through my dad's and then my mum's things. I found a video and audio she recorded of some of her patients and I later discovered a pattern. She kept audio recordings of teenagers who ran away from home because their abusers were a parent or guardians. That was where I saw Mary Antoinette's video—" She paused, looking at me. I nodded, understanding the silent message. Mary Antoinette, although not poor or homeless used Estera’s mom’s clinic for anonymity to get rid of an unwanted pregnancy. A pregnancy if I was asked to bet must be for her father. Damn it! I should have seen it! The sighs were there. I have always thought she was too docile with him! "Antony… Was it him?" I said aloud. Estera nodded. "Shit!" Co

I still couldn’t believe he was here — right here in my house with my children, or should I say our children? My eyes followed him as he paced back and forth speaking to someone on the phone. And by the sound of it, it appeared the person on the other end was a lawyer. I am still in shock at the possibility of Antony Dallas finding out my mother knew about him and his daughter and had gone ahead to get rid of both her and my father. Who knew if he had intended to wipe out the entire family? That would have been the case if I was also in that car. Perhaps he had figured I was too young to know anything, and that my mother didn’t keep proof. I doubted my mother mentioned the recordings. Maybe those were her own insurance against lawsuits or something equally threatening or perhaps it had been for the girls in case they ever decided to report their abusers and she was called to testify. Whatever her reason or reasons were, I doubt she informed Mary Antoinette. Otherwise, I would defini