Georgia's POV
Dan arrived at the hospital so the girls left. He brought some magazines and some chocolate and the questions began. I was hoping to avoid this. I didn't want to talk about it. Not yet. I just wanted to forget it ever happened and that Max ever existed!
"You're going to have to talk about it sooner or later as the police will want to know what happened," Dan argued his point.
"I know," I sulk, "I'll talk to the police but I'm just not ready to talk to you or my friends about it yet. I feel humiliated Dan." I begin to cry, but had to stop myself as it hurt too much.
"Yeah! I get it," He sympathised. "Just remember I'm here whenever you're ready to talk about it OK?"
"OK," I smile, "Thanks Dan."
The curtains move and a nurse walks in, "The police are here to ask a couple
