Mark’s inner turmoil
Despite the officer’s words, Mark’s fists clenched at his sides, his knuckles white with contained anger. Trusting the system seemed like a bitter pill, when all he could see was the damage already done to Emma’s young life. A fire of anger simmered under the surface, an internal storm of frustration, and he fought the urge to demand immediate action – the protective instinct of a father unable to stand by.
Mark’s Inner Turmoil
Emma confronts the detective
The next morning, Emma and her parents went to the police station, a building shrouded in a gray seriousness. Inside, a detective spoke to Emma in a silent room, with obvious patience. When Emma finally recounted Mr. Parker’s inappropriate touches and indecent requests, Lisa’s stomach churned. Each word fell like a stone into a lake of disbelief, creating ripples that crossed the space between them.
Emma Faces The Detective
