Chapter eighteen

The doctor left and the lady from the agency walked in right after and I groaned internally.

"Good afternoon, I'd like to talk to Alexia in private please." I quickly picked my paper and pen and wrote down on my paper.

"Please tell her to leave." I showed Mel's mom.

"I'm sorry but you can't." She said with a small smile, what's there to be sorry about?!

"I'm Laura Michaelson from the Support the female child agency—"

"Alexia is not a victim of abuse or rape or violence so you have nothing to talk to her about." She interrupted her, Mrs Laura looked quite upset.

"My job—"

"I know exactly what your job is, she was depressed and that's why she did what she did and we are going to handle it." Mel's mom stated firmly.

"And what made her depressed?"

"That's none of your concern with all due respect, you should go....now." Mel and I shared a look and we suppressed a grin.

"Excuse me ma'am but do y—"

"Please just leave, you're not needed here, she was depressed and we'll sort it out what'