The Lie They Called Tradition-kybie

The police station was bigger than I imagined.

Strangers everywhere.

Uniforms.

Serious faces.

My hands started shaking again.

“What if they send me back?” I whispered.

Mr. Ade bent slightly and said,

“Look at me. Nobody is sending you back.”

His voice was firm.

Steady.

And somehow… it held me together.