She locks the cuffs with a quiet, deliberate click, the weight of the moment sinking in. Her eyes are hard, but there’s a flash of disbelief, like she can’t quite believe this is happening.

Without another word, your older sister Mia opens the car door, guiding you inside with a firm hand, but her touch is colder than usual. She shuts the door quietly and slides into the driver’s seat. The engine roars to life, but the silence that fills the car is heavy, like she’s still trying to come to terms with what just happened. She grips the steering wheel tightly, eyes fixed ahead, not saying anything else just the occasional sound of her breath as she drives. You were arrested for the possession of cocaine-