Aurora dialed the police for assistance.
Conroy accompanied her to the entrance of the establishment. âAurora, I need to remain here to ensure everyone gets safely home. I wonât be able to join you at the police station.â
âThatâs fine. Could you inform everyone about the incident?â
âDonât worry. I know youâre innocent in all this.â
As Aurora was about to step into the police car, Conroy asked, âShould I let Rickey know about tonight?â
âThereâs no need.â
âOkay.â
Conroy watched as Aurora entered the police car. Moments later, Addie and her boyfriend also climbed into another car.
After the cars had disappeared into the night, Conroy turned to leave but spotted a shadowy figure.
The man stood there, one hand casually tucked in his pocket, his sharp features casting an intimidating, almost menacing aura.
Conroy considered himself one of the more mature guys in their class, and even Rickey didnât possess such a strong and mature aura. However, the man before him, youthful yet unfathomable, radiated an intimidating majesty.
Conroy had pegged him as merely another face in the crowd, but the man said to him, âWait a moment.â
Conroy was compelled by the gravity of his voice and instinctively halted. âAre you addressing me?â
Dunn glanced over, his eyes drilling into Conroy with an intensity that felt almost tangible.
In that brief encounter, Conroy experienced a whirlwind of emotions: scrutiny, mockery, calm, and contempt.
Yet, as these impressions faded, he noticed that Dunn was merely observing him in silence.
At the police station, the officers learned their ages. Realizing they were merely students fresh from exams, they dispensed a short admonition and sent them off for some self-reflection.
Aurora kept silent when she got home, not wanting to burden her family with concern.
By the next morning, their class group chat was abuzz.
Aurora scrolled through the chaos to discover that Conroy had somehow secured the surveillance footage from the night before. He even punctuated his message to Addie as he tagged her in the group chat.
âTake a look! Your boyfriend dragged Aurora into trouble. Havenât I warned you repeatedly about inviting unknown faces to our gatherings? Aurora wasnât just put in harmâs wayâshe was unjustly accused by you as well. Youâve got 24 hours to make things right with an apology, or consider yourself out of this chatâand out of our circle.â
Before Aurora could digest the flurry of messages, her phone buzzed with Rickeyâs urgent call.
âDamn, who is this guy? Why was I left in the dark about such a critical issue?â
Aurora assured him, âIâve already alerted the police, and Iâm unharmed, so please donât worry.â
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