The holding cell was quieter than Ethan expected.The adrenaline from the fight had faded hours ago, leaving behind only exhaustion and regret.He sat on the narrow bench, his elbows resting on his knees, staring at the scrape across his knuckles.Every time he looked at his hand, he saw Lucas falling to the ground.Every time he closed his eyes, he saw Lila crying.The heavy metal door rattled open.A police officer stepped inside.“You have a visitor.”Ethan looked up.Richard stood in the hallway outside the cell.He looked as though he had aged ten years overnight.There was disappointment in his eyes.But there was something stronger.Concern.The officer unlocked the cell.“You’re free to go.”Ethan slowly stood.Neither father nor son spoke until they reached the parking lot.Rain had fallen during the night, leaving the streets slick and empty.Richard unlocked the car.“Get in.”The drive home passed in silence.Ethan rested his forehead against the window, watching the city
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