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Stella hadn't said anything. She just couldn't. She felt torn, one part of her wanting to tell all to Leanne, be faithful to their fragile new relationship. But being the victim of rape, she knew how delicate Carla would be, and how her court case might be shattered. She had no doubt that Frank had rapes Carla. She may not have known Carla well before the rape, but she could see it in her eyes - the fear, the pain, the never ceasing memories. It was all too familiar.
Carla pulled up outside the factory. She juggled various files and her handbag. She got out of her car to hear Sally and Kevin bickering.
'He could be dangerous... why are you being so stupid?' Kevin shouted at Sally.
'He isn't dangerous. Frank is a lovely man. A good man. He has been hurt by her lies' Sally said, acknowledging that Carla had got out of the car and gesturing to her.
'Your so naive Sally. I was too. He is dangerous. He r... attacked me. He is the liar' Carla said, finding it hard to say the word in such a public place. She still felt ashamed.
'I know Frank. He is a lovely man. He didn't rape you. Your lying. You just wanted to get him out of your hair. Your finished Carla, when everyone sees he is innocent next month.' Sally said. Her words echoing Leanne's harsh dialogue months back.
Carla gave Sally a harsh look.
'He's throwing a party tonight. Out of good will. For his clients and friends. They know he is a good man' Sally said.
'Believe what you like then Sally. But watch your back. Please' Carla said, turning around and heading into the factory.
Sally didn't reply. There was a small, a small, small part of her that took in Carla's advice. And stored it away.
Carla wasn't going to let people believe Frank. She felt so angry that he was getting away with it. Getting away with hurting her, raping her, violating her so badly. He wouldn't. He couldn't.