Chapter 105 Seeking Justice.

The morning air was crisp as Maya and I walked into the police station. I held her hand tightly, offering whatever comfort I could as we crossed the threshold into the sterile, fluorescent-lit lobby. The weight of the past few days hung heavily between us, the knowledge that someone had deliberately tried to harm her gnawing at my every thought. Maya looked around nervously, her fingers trembling slightly in mine. I gave her hand a reassuring squeeze, trying to keep my own anxiety in check. "We’re doing the right thing, Maya," I said softly. "We need to tell them everything." She nodded, though her expression was one of uncertainty. "I know. It’s just… I’ve never had to do anything like this before." "Me neither," I admitted, though I was determined to be strong for both of us. "But we have to. Whoever did this needs to be stopped." We approached the front desk, where a middle-aged officer with a tired expression looked up from his computer. "Can I help you?" he asked, his voice ca