As Fred drew her into his arms, Verity felt the fight go out of her. She stayed still for a long moment, pressed against him, before speaking. "Trevor wouldn't kill me," she responded, quietly, although she wasn't completely certain of that fact. "And he wouldn't hurt Charlie."
She sighed and wrapped her arms around his waist. "Can you just give him a chance, please?" she asked, after a moment, uncertain why she was fighting for Trev.