MILDRED
TRUST ME
Enid prevented further assaults as he lightly suggested Remy let him handle me.
"What a girl!" Remy spat in a disgusted tone and went back to his seat.
"I guess you can't. And that is fine. It is fine." I said weakly feeling my wound start to burn.
His assault had mounted pressure on my neck and my wound was opened again. The pain doubled and I couldn't help but take my hand to it.
"She's right. Remy would have to swear on the statue." Sander spoke into his microphone, "It's the only way to prove his words, a fifteen-second clip doesn't prove anything."
I dropped appreciative eyes on Sander. I felt relieved a bit knowing someone actually believed me. At least I had one person on my team.
"I've watched the clip over and over again and I don't see the part she t
