When his questions were over, he seemed to be filled with regret as he sighed, "Young people these days keep walking down the wrong path."
My feelings are complicated. On the one hand, I wanted Tom to come and pick me up, on the other hand... I was also very scared to meet her.
At this time, the uncle in police uniform stepped in, he pointed at me and said something to the guard before finally the guard stepped closer and opened the metal gate, telling me to get out.
I walked through the long and narrow passage. The moment I saw Tom I didn't care anymore about the anxiety and fear that was in my heart, I just wanted to jump into her arms and hug her really tight. But when I saw his dark expression, I chose to step back instead for now.
"Ma... Sorry." I said.
Tom didn't look at me. He respectfully bowed his gratitude to the uniformed uncle before finally taking me out of the police station.