It was the first time that I entered a police station. As an upstanding citizen, I was instinctively in awe of the place. When a policewoman brought me to the cell, I was dazed and stood still. Thinking that I was reluctant to enter, she warned me in disdain.
Realizing her dissatisfaction and anger, I laughed at myself mockingly and said, “Will you believe me if I say I didn’t do it?”
“I don’t have the power to decide it because only the court can make a ruling. If Ms. Tanner considers bribing me, I suggest that you can save it.” With that, she pushed me into the cell forcefully and purposely handcuffed me near the iron bars.
My wrist hurt whenever I moved my arm. However, the policewoman locked the gate and yelled, “Be quiet!”
I was insane to talk to her just now. After all, who else will ever believe me besides Christopher? Leaning against the iron bars, I recalled Sharon’s indifferent expression when I left.
After standing for a while, I began to feel tired, while my legs went numb. I couldn’t sit down because I was handcuffed near the upper iron bars. Deep down, I believed that the police officer did it on purpose.
After all, I would be furious if I read the news about a lady pushing a pregnant woman down the stairs and killing the woman’s baby.
When I was brought into a police car earlier on, the journalists rushed toward it and began taking pictures. Hence, I believed I would become the headline of the news the next day.
Besides, I felt I had an oversimplified view of human nature in the past. Now, I realized that everyone would make choices when it came to benefits. Many years ago, Sharon replace my Autumnal Panorama to send Crystal away. Now, she had abandoned me once again to stop Crystal and Lyle from getting married.
Since my legs got increasingly numb, I had no choice but to stand on one of my legs and keep changing it with the other. As I felt dizzy, I leaned my head against the iron bars and closed my eyes.
Suddenly, I felt that someone was touching me. Shocked, I opened my eyes and realized that it was a cellmate. Much to my surprise, she slapped me and shouted, “Da*n it! What a poor loser! You’re wearing nice clothes but don’t have anything valuable.”
When she wanted to slap me again, I kicked her and grabbed her hair tightly. “Get lost! Don’t irritate me.”
The woman who slapped me was shocked by my ferocious response. She stopped making trouble and lay on her bed. After a while, she suddenly asked, “Are you a murderer?”
I laughed sinisterly and replied, “I didn’t kill anyone. Do you believe me?”
Upon listening to my response, the woman dared not ask any other questions. She murmured to herself, probably saying that I wasn’t a pushover. Besides, she even waved her pocket knife in front of me for a while before lying on her bed.
I heaved a sigh of relief, shrugged at her, and leaned against the iron bars. When the cells fell silent, I could hear some bizarre hissing sounds.
It was indeed a terrible night to weather through. I could only keep standing and gazing around the cell to ensure that I was safe. Although the green lights that flickered in the corridor were creepy, I wasn’t terrified. After all, I had experienced a lot of frightening nights on a deserted island.
The next morning, an older police officer opened the gate and said, “You can go now.”
My entire body was numb because of standing throughout the night. I stood still and merely shook my handcuff in response.
Upon seeing that I was handcuffed, the police officer freed me immediately. Then, I dragged myself feebly as though I would collapse in no time.
“Everything’s fine now!” Christopher was standing at the other end of the corridor. Upon seeing me, he strode forward and took me into his arms.
