Hillary stood outside the door listening intently to every word that was said, confusion welling up inside him. Never before had he doubted her word and although he felt as though he had no reason to now, James had always seemed a very level headed gentleman and what he was saying seemed to make some sort of sick sense.
She was beautiful and everybody knew it, her parents indulged her with the most expensive in beauty treatments and therapies to make sure she was always at her best. Never did she go anywhere without wearing the upmost in couture design, many a time her outfit being revealing to flatter her goddess like figure. She had a way with men that kept them at a distance but yet let them get close to her.
Quite how close she let these men get he never knew, after all she had been brought up as the proper british lady and even though he was her confidante and she would tell him whatever was on her mind, some things in the aristocracy were not spoken of.
Hillary shook his head in disbelief. What was he thinking? This was Lara. The girl he had watched grow up from a shy chubby child to a gorgeous young and powerful woman. She had her morals and principles and stuck by them.
Right now she needed him, and the thought that he could have even for a moment doubted her made him feel sick. In the next room sat a broken young woman who right at that moment was in danger from a predator.
Determined he was not going to let her down again, hillary took a solemn oath to himself that from this point in time he would do anything to protect this now very vunerable girl from any harm that may come to her.
Looking around the corner into the room she sat in, he gazed at her pale form and sighed. He could perhaps protect her from the physical hurt and help her heal, but he couldn't protect her from the mental torture she must be going through, then there was the problem of the next day. If James was going to be true to his word and tell her parents of the alleged infidelity it would destroy her more than what she had already been through.
He would never tell her of his earlier doubts, right now he could be the only ally she had got. She would need as much care and support as he could give and looking after someone who had lived through what she had wasn't going to be easy.
As much as he hated himself for having to bring up the subject he knew he would have to. She needed to see a doctor and have tests to confirm what she had told him. He hoped this would save her future anguish and maybe be her defence if everything kicked off with her parents.
Shaking his head he walked over to where she sat, her head lifted instantly to check who dared intrude on her. Tears welled in her eyes when she realised it was not someone who was there to do her harm. Gently taking her arm hillary lifted her from her seat and walked her up the stairs towards his room. Giving him a questioning look with her eyes he simply answered: "you'll be safer in here, I'll watch over you tonight." All that was needed from her was a small smile in thanks as they both entered his room and hillary shut and locked the door behind him.