Talindra kept listening to what Kehsi had to say. The poor girl was sobbing and sniffling at her loudest.
"First of all, stop crying. Why are you crying? You did nothing wrong. He is wrong and you need to file a complaint with the authorities," suggested Talindra.
"Who will listen to me? I am just a poor girl," said Kehsi and kept sobbing. Tears were flowing out of her eyes, nonstop.
"What do poor and rich have to do with anything? This is about justice, and you need to fight for it. No matter who they are they have to be punished if they did something wrong," said Talindra.
"What do you know about the justice system? They never listen to us poor people," shouted Kehsi. Talindra looked with sympathy at her.
"You are not alone. You have me. I will stand with you," said Talindra and caressed her hair.
"Thank you. I just wanted to hear that," Kehsi hugged Talindra tighter.
"So you will file a complaint?" asked Talindra, sceptically.
