EMMA'S POV The police car came to a sudden stop, jerking me forward before I could even process the past few minutes. My wrists, still bound tightly behind my back, ached from the metal cuffs digging into my skin. My breathing was steady, but my heart pounded, adrenaline still coursing through my veins. The door swung open abruptly, and before I could shift my weight, two officers grabbed me roughly, yanking me out like I was some kind of terrorist. Their grip was firm, unyielding, as if they were afraid I might try to run.But I wasn’t running. Not now.The cold night air hit me like a slap to the face, sending a chill down my spine. My hair, once neatly styled, now hung in messy strands around my face, slightly damp with sweat. The dim glow of the streetlights reflected off the wet pavement, casting eerie shadows around the station entrance. I took a slow, deep breath, trying to steady myself as they marched me forward.As I stepped into the station, my eyes darted around, scanning
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