The Poppy Cabin

<p>Amidst the chaos of the police station Samyaks mothers voice pierced through his restless slumber. His disoriented awakening was a stark reminder of his grim reality. Lying on a hard bench he glimpsed the unforgiving clock its hands frozen at five oclock. As the haze lifted the weight of his situation crashed upon him. The woman he loved Ginika was gone forever and he found himself trapped within the cold confines of a holding cell accused of her murder. In that desolate moment the juxtaposition of parental presence and impending legal ordeal encapsulated the tumultuous journey of grief guilt and uncertainty that lay ahead for Samyak.</p>