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We have spent the whole day glued to the TV. I am sure many people all over Estermond are doing the exact same. Mother Addison’s murdered is an unprecedented event in this nation. Never before have the Eels had so much power. Roberta Jordan came over to watch the news with us, no one feels like being alone right now, there is too much uncertainty and a sense of danger in the air. I go downstairs to make us some tea to calm our nerves when all of a sudden the doorbell rings. When I open the door I find two men with brown overalls with the initials M.E. embroidered on the left front pocket. “Good afternoon. We are sorry to bother you, ma’am, we are workers from the Ministry of Energy. We received some reports about voltage fluctuations around the area and we have come in to check your energy supply,” one of the men, the shortest one, explains to me as he takes a step forward.

(Aubrey’s P.O.V.)Locked in my room, I cry for hours, I try to be as quiet as I can so my mother-in-law won’t hear me. I do not want her to know how much her mean-spirited remarks hurt me. Besides, as much as it pains me, I have to admit that she only spoke the truth. Grace is Leopold’s original Bearer, I was only a poor substitute. Now it is time for her to take her rightful place beside him and for me to step aside. Mrs. Jordan and Mabel watch television for a couple more hours, the volume is so high I can clearly hear what happened with the Shark mission: the live transmission was interrupted to take Grace to a safe location. Just the idea of Leopold and Grace being together while I lie on the bed makes my stomach churn. I wonder if he is happy to be reunited with her? I wish I knew what was going on, at first I thought Grace being there meant she ran

(Aubrey’s P.O.V.)Shortly after Alice leaves, Mrs. Jordan informs Mabel about the latest developments and she replies by throwing a big tantrum. While Mrs. Jordan tries to comfort her, I lock myself in my room to have a moment of peace. I do not understand why Grace is doing this, she was already with the man she loved, why did she come back to accuse Leopold of being an Eel? It is hard to come up with a plausible explanation when Alice’s words are tormenting me, she was so certain that Leopold was going to be executed… would the Righteous Regime be capable of murdering one of his greatest heroes? I wish I could say no, but I have experienced first hand how easy it is for authorities to believe you are guilty of a crime you did not commit. It happened to me, it can happen to anyone.  I feel sick with guilt, I should have shared my suspicions about Zack

(Aubrey’s P.O.V.) Mrs. Jordan helps me do my hair and applies a little blush on my cheeks to give them color. As the moment of the interview approaches I regret my decision more and more. What if I say something stupid? What if I just end up making things worse for Leopold? I wish I could talk to him to know his opinion about this matter, I need him more than I need air.  A purple van arrives for me punctually. I take a deep breath before I step out of the house. Mrs. Jordan and Mabel decide to come with me to the studio to show their support, I am thankful to them, having them near makes me feel safer. The three of us hop in the purple van, the driver makes no questions he just drives without showing any interest in us or what we are going to do. “What ever happens, don’t get nervous, no matter what Peggy Sue asks you, she sometimes enjoys making her

(Aubrey’s P.O.V.)The way to the Jordans’ house is one of the most somber experiences in my life, everything lost meaning for me during the interview with Peggy Sue. Grace’s confession changed everything for me, the love story I thought I was living turn out to be a sham. The same purple van that took us to the Ministry of Press and Information takes us back to the Jordans, on our way there, Mabel complains bitterly about how I was set up and that it was all a plan to make Leopold look bad. Mrs. Jordan agrees with her unenthusiastically. I do not pay attention to them, there is a grey cloud over me, disenchantment runs through my veins. I am still processing the fact that everything between Leopold and I was a lie for his selfish benefit. Every kiss was fake, every love word whisper to my ear was a lie. Every moment we spent together now has a different