The months leading up to her disappearance were the most enjoyable. Really.
The very best. Each instant gave itself to her as a gift, declaring, "Here I am,"
Another amazing moment; just take a look at how beautiful I am. Every morning was a flurry of mascara and butterflies, with her heart racing as she got closer to the school gates and her excitement flowering when she saw him. School was no longer a prison; instead, it served as the busy, well-lit scene for her love tale.
The idea that Theo Goodman wanted to go out with her shocked Ellie Mack. Without a doubt, Theo Goodman was the most attractive lad in year eleven. He had also been the most attractive guy in years 10, 9, and 8, but not the seventh. All of the males in year seven lacked attractiveness. They were all small babies with bug eyes wearing big blazers and shoes.
Everyone assumed Theo Goodman, who had never had a partner, may be gay. He was really slender and quite attractive for a boy. In general, it's simply really, really wonderful. Regardless of whether he was gay or not, Ellie had dreamed about being with him for years.
She would have been content to be his buddy alone. Every day, he walked to school with his young, attractive mother. She generally had a small white dog with her and was dressed in gym gear. Theo would pick up the dog, kiss it on the cheek, and then carefully set it back on the pavement. He would then kiss his mother and walk through the gates. Nobody mattered to him. Neither his mother nor the powder-puff dog made him feel ashamed. He possessed confidence.
Nevertheless, the day following the summer break last year, he had started a conversation with her. Exactly like that. Ellie, who really didn't know much about anything, learned that he wasn't gay and that he was speaking to her because he liked her during lunch when they were discussing some homework assignment or another. That was crystal clear. They became boyfriend and girlfriend in an instant. She had anticipated it would be more difficult.
But with just one misstep or minor blip in the timeline, everything was lost. All of it, not just their love story. Life and youth. Eleanor Mack. Everything is gone. It's all lost forever. She would be able to see the warning signals and the knots in the yarn if she could unwind the timeline and roll it backwards, like a ball of wool. When you look at it from the beginning, it was evident. Yet back then, when she didn't know anything, she hadn't anticipated it. She had entered it head-on, eyes wide open.