MILDRED
MIRAGE
"Come with me!"
Enid announced the second he stepped out of the closet. He was now changed from his dressing shirt to a black crew-neck shirt and a fluffy gray beanie around his head.
His muscles, although unclenched, were bulging from his shirt and his stance was soft, void of anger.
It was the very last way I had expected him to behave and this mildness freaked me out the most.
He headed out of the room holding the door open for me and I slid him a nervous smile and stepped out of the room. His face was expressionless and his eyes were easy on me.
Enid surprisingly took my hand and led me away towards the stairs. With our fingers laced and my face surprised, Enid cast me a beautiful smile and led me gently down the stairs.
Maybe he had chosen to forgive me. My
