Walking through the dark alley on my way home, I caught a glimpse of two figures in a secluded corner. As I drew closer, I realized it was two officers, locked in a tender kiss under the dim streetlight. Startled, I stopped in my tracks, but it was too late—they noticed me. The blond officer’s eyes widened in surprise.

Ava: "Not so fast,"

Before I could react, they grabbed me, and I felt the cold metal of handcuffs around my wrists.

Zara: "You're under arrest."