MIMI

Two bloody weeks. That was how much time I'd spent in this jail cell. Too long for my comfort. And honestly, I thought Vivienne would never come until now. I sat down opposite her in a private room she'd arranged with a man in a sharp grey suit sitting right next to her.

The moment I sat down, and the officer who brought me left us alone, I pretty much shared her a glare for taking that much time to fucking see me.

"Good morning Mrs Remington..." The man next to her greeted. I turned to him and back at her.

"Who's he?" I asked.

"My lawyer." She explained...