As she awaited the police's response, Sabrina's mind drifted back to her formative years in the countryside, under the care of her earnest grandparents.

They were pillars of rural integrity, steadfast believers in the notion that there was no need to complicate matters. Whenever Sabrina encountered adversity at school, her grandparents, in their wisdom, encouraged her to endure in silence.

In those moments, she had yearned for someone to champion her cause.

Sabrina had never harbored any resentment toward her grandparents, recognizing their limitations in knowledge and fortitude. Yet, she was resolute in her determination not to let Jennie undergo the same tribulations and bear unjust burdens.

Observing Sabrina on the phone, the woman sneered, her voice laced with derision.

“What's the matter? Are you seeking assistance?"

Once the call was connected, Sabrina's tone grew steely as she inquired, “Hello, is this the police station?"

Unperturbed, the woman countered, "Oh, you've summoned the police. Do you imagine I'm quaking in my boots?"

After elucidating the situation to the police, Sabrina terminated the call with a firm declaration.

"Since your resolve remains unwavering, I suggest you stay put and await the arrival of the authorities."

"Fine!"

While the two women engaged in their heated dispute, a small crowd had gathered, and murmurs of discussion about the woman rippled through the onlookers.

It was evident to the passersby that Sabrina exuded confidence and poise, while the woman's stance appeared unreasonably obstinate.

The park's staff, noting the growing commotion, felt compelled to intervene and mediate.

Sabrina's plea remained simple: a mere apology from the young boy to Jennie. However, the woman adamantly declined, stepping aside to make a phone call. When she returned, there was a smug satisfaction in her smile.

In an attempt to quell the escalating tension, the park's staff decided to usher both parties to a nearby lounge.

They provided Sabrina with disinfecting cotton swabs and band-aids, which she graciously accepted. Gently and attentively, Sabrina began tending to Jennie's wound.

Before long, the anticipated arrival of the police materialized.

The two officers hailed from the same branch that handled her father's case, and as a result, they were familiar with Sabrina.

"Miss Chavez?" the senior officer inquired, a note of surprise in his voice.