MILDRED
TILL DEATH DO US PART
"I'm assuming things, is that what you're saying?"
Enid asked softly as he knelt before me. Tears were in my eyes and my entire body busted in ache. I was in pain as his claws were sharp and deadly.
I nodded softly and if I thought the softness in his eyes meant remorse then I was mistaken. Gravely mistaken.
I tend to forget that Enid's silence came before the storm. He was an unpredictable bunch because today, the silence quenched the uproar.
"Stand." His tone was softer than I ever knew and this was only when he spoke with Marcella.
I got up to my feet. He inspected my bleeding cuts and sighed.
"This should take you a few more hours before you need a transfusion."
"Trans—" my mouth dropped open at the sick man before me.
"Because I am not don
