Flora’s Guide to a Second Chance at Love and Life

The silence at the scene was as deathly as a grave.

Dane and the others stared at the effortlessly calm Flora, shocked and unable to recover for a long time.

Just then, the sound of sirens approached from afar

Dane’s face changed drastically. “Who the hell called the cops?”

“It was me.” A teenager raised his hand.

He had called the police thinking they were definitely going to get beaten by Hans to the point of being unrecognizable, never expecting things to turn out this way.

When the police arrived and saw the people sprawled all over the ground, they made their assessment.

It’s a brawl. Everyone was taken away.

“Officer, believe me, it was really her! She beat us up!”

“Yes. Officer, it was her who beat us up like this.

In the police station, Hans and the others pointed at Flora, making their painful statements.

Flora, being pointed at, suddenly smiled. Immediately, a shiver man down their spines.

The police officer kept frowning, and finally impatiently slammed the table. “Hans! Do I not know you guys? How many times have your been brought in this month for fighting? And now you say some

girl beat you up. Do you think that’s believable?”

“Just ask anyone if they believe it.” The officer said, glancing at Flora, who stood against the wall.

At first glance, it was clear she was different from these thugs and the bad students hanging around

Wearing a neat uniform, her hair tied in a high ponytail, she looked like the most ordinary, well– behaved high school girl.

Hans was frustrated, experiencing for the first time the feeling of being unable to argue his case. If only he knew, he wouldn’t have tampered with the surveillance.

“Officer, were really not lying. We were really beaten up by her Hans argued weakly.

Tired of hearing it, the officer looked towards Flora, his tone unconsciously softening. “Young lady, what do you have to say?”

“Officer, look at me, do I look like someone who could beat them up like that?” Flora countered.

In their hearts, Dane and his group nodded fervently.

Based on the countless instances of Hans and his group being brought in for causing trouble, the officer concluded that it was Hans and his group who first bullied a student from Westbrook High School and ended up being beaten up like this by the students.

“You’re all seniors, and this year is crucial for you. You guys should focus on your studies.” The officer earnestly advised, “Although everything’s clear and there’s no issue, you still need someone to come and sign for your release before you can leave” Dane and the others grimaced. They knew that calling their parents would inevitably lead to getting a beating when they got home.

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“Flora?” The call connected quickly, and Henrik’s gentle voice reached her ear.

Flora got embarrassed and said. “Henrik…”

“Is everything alright?” Henrik paused from flipping through his files, sensing something amiss in her tone.

“I got into a fight… I am now at the police station…

Flora reluctantly relayed the situation, and by the time she finished, Henrik had already left his office for the police station.

“Don’t worry, I’m on my way”

“Okay”

After hanging up, Flora was about to put away her phone when it rang again,

It was Connor.

Flora was scared out of her wits. Why was Connor calling now?

She felt like she was facing death, and with resignation, she answered the call.

The moment the call connected, Connor’s somewhat anxious and deep voice came through the phone. “Where are you?”

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Tm not anywhere… Flora felt guilty. She didn’t want Connor to know she was at the police station. After all, it wasn’t a big deal, and the didn’t want him to worry

“How are you at the police station?” On the other end, Connor became even more anxious.

Flora fell silent. How did Connor find out?

“Flora, speak!” Connor’s voice trembled slightly.

Flora sighed, knowing she had to tell the truth or Connor would worry himself sick. She resignedly confessed, “Don’t panic, it’s just got into a fight, but I’m not hurt. I’m at the police station near my school”

“Wait for me. Ill be right there. After saying that, Connor hung up before Flora could respond.

Flora looked at the dark screen of her phone, feeling a bit helpless

The young officer comforted her. He thought she would be traumatized by the incident, “I can tell you’re a good student, probably with good grades too, right? It’s your last year, so focus on your studies.”

Before he could finish, a call came through. He glanced at the caller ID and quickly answered.

“Hello? Chief? What’s the matter?”

“Officer Johnson, did you arrest someone named Flora?”