Ethan's questioning seemed to go on forever. The detectives were friendly one moment, aggressive the next. They showed him footage of the concert, pointing out individuals who had been involved in the chaos. Ethan recognized some of his friends, but he knew he hadn't been directly involved in any of the destructive behavior.
Despite his protests of innocence, the detectives seemed unconvinced. They kept pressing him for information about Marcus and the group's alleged plans. Ethan stuck to his story, but the detectives' skepticism was palpable.
Just as Ethan thought the questioning was winding down, one of the detectives leaned in, his expression cold and calculating. "We've received new evidence," he said. "Evidence that puts you at the center of the chaos. You're under arrest for inciting a riot and property damage."
Ethan's world spun around him. He was handcuffed and read his rights, his mind reeling with questions. How could this be happening? He knew he hadn't done anything wrong.
As he was led away in handcuffs, Ethan caught a glimpse of a figure watching from the shadows. It was someone he didn't recognize, but there was something about their expression that sent a chill down his spine.
The days that followed were a blur of court appearances, lawyer meetings, and jail time. Ethan's bail was denied, and he was remanded into custody. He was stuck in a nightmare, and he didn't know how to wake up.wprst case he didn't arrange for this lawyer's so he couldn't pinpoint how the came to be.
The more he learned about his case, the more he realized that something wasn't right. The evidence against him seemed fabricated, and the witnesses were questionable. Ethan was convinced that he'd been set up, but by whom?
Ethan's situation was becoming increasingly dire. As a high school student, he had always been a good kid, never wanting to disappoint his parents especially with his dad gone. But now, he was facing serious charges, and he was too afraid to tell his mom and sis.
Ethan's anxiety was palpable. He couldn't sleep, thinking about the charges against him and the potential consequences. He felt like he was all alone, with no one to turn to.
As the days turned into weeks, Ethan's situation only seemed to get worse. He was stuck in a cycle of fear and uncertainty, with no clear way out. The pressure was building, and Ethan didn't know how much longer he could keep it all inside.
One day, as he sat in his cell, Ethan received a visit from his lawyer. The lawyer's words were somber, and Ethan's heart sank as he realized the gravity of his situation. He knew he had to find a way to clear his name, but it seemed like an impossible task.
Few moments later his lawyer handed him a phone he could sneak in,just then the phone rang.Ethan's heart sank as he heard his mum's voice on the phone. He hadn't expected her to call, and he wasn't prepared for the conversation. He knew he had to keep up the charade, so he took a deep breath and launched into a fabrication.
"Hey, Mum... I'm in class right now. We're having a study session for our exams," Ethan said, trying to sound as normal as possible.
His mum's voice was warm and concerned on the other end of the line. "Oh, okay, sweetie. I was just checking in to see how you're doing. You've been a bit distant lately, and I wanted to make sure everything's okay."
Ethan felt a pang of guilt as he continued to lie. "Yeah, everything's fine, Mum. Just stressed out with schoolwork, that's all."
He knew he couldn't reveal the truth - that he was in jail, facing serious charges. He was afraid of disappointing her, of letting her down. So he kept up the facade, hoping that somehow, someway, he'd be able to fix everything before she found out.
"Mum, I have to go. The teacher's calling us to attention," Ethan said, trying to wrap up the conversation quickly.
His mum's voice was understanding. "Okay, baby. Take care, and I'll talk to you soon."
Ethan hung up the phone, feeling like he'd just taken a step further down a path from which there was no return. The weight of his secrets was crushing him, and he didn't know how much longer he could keep up the act.
Ethan hung up the phone, feeling like a weight was crushing him. He knew he couldn't keep up the lie forever. The thought of his mum finding out about his situation was unbearable.
As he sat in his cell, Ethan's mind wandered to his life before the arrest. He thought about his mum, his friends, and his school life. He wondered how his mum would react when she found out about his situation.
Days turned into weeks, and Ethan's court case was still ongoing. He was determined to prove his innocence, but the evidence against him seemed insurmountable.
One day, Ethan's lawyer visited him with some unexpected news. "Ethan, we've found some inconsistencies in the prosecution's case. I think we might have a chance to prove your innocence."
Ethan's heart skipped a beat. Could this be the break he needed to clear his name?*The Silence*
Ethan knew he had to keep the truth from his mum, at least for now. He couldn't bear the thought of her finding out about his withdrawal from school, on top of everything else. So he dodged her questions, trying to change the subject or pretend everything was fine.
Meanwhile, Alex, his friend, was trying to reach out to him. he had heard about Ethan's situation and was worried though not clear about the whole situation as it was kept under the radar. he wanted to offer his support, to ask him what was going on, but Ethan's silence was impenetrable.
As the days turned into weeks, Ethan's isolation deepened. He was stuck in a cycle of fear and uncertainty, with no clear way out. His mum was still in the dark, and Alex was left wondering what had happened to her friend.
Ethan's world was shrinking, and he didn't know how to stop it. He felt like he was losing everything that mattered – his freedom, his education, and his relationships. The thought of facing the consequences of his actions was suffocating him.
What would happen next? Would Ethan's secrets be exposed, or would he find a way to turn his life around?