Trust Me

Megan stared at me for a long while, and when she didn't have a reply from me, she urged one out of my mouth.

"Answer me," she said

Instead of me to answer her question, I didn't do so directly rather, I asked Megan a question of my own.

"Do you trust me?" I questioned.

I heard the way Megan gulped in some saliva down her throat, she looked like an angel especially with the beautiful smile that she carried on so majestically.

"Yes, you know I trust you right?" she let out inquiring.

I brushed her question aside, as I looked at her with promising eyes.

"If you trust me, then you will just be the good girl I know you already are, and allow the rest for me. Besides, mom has got a keen likeness for you, I don't think anything is going to change her mind now," I explained.

Staring at her eyes, she searched mine to see the truth in it.