Jenna and Mabel glanced at each other and sighed. With the look on everyone's face, it was certain Harriet had already told them something.
"Who is the bastard that touched you? I'm going to kill them," Bruno clenched his fist, his jaw ticking in the process.
Harriet held Bruno's hand, "We have the hairpin, but we don't know who it is."
Percy walked further into the room, "Mabel, where was the last place you remember? I can help; I have a few trusted friends that can..."
Jenna raised her hand and sighed, "I don't think Mabel wants the entire village to hear about it. Let's calm down a little and breathe."
Mabel dropped her shoulders, her eyes staring at the ground in shame. It felt even worse for the girl knowing that others knew what had happened to her, and she wished to disappear at the moment.
"What about the hairpin? We can find someone with it... I know the woman who sold the hairpin that night," Harriet suggested to her mistress.
