HOSPITAL
Inside the hospital room…
Justin slowly opened his eyes.
The first thing he saw was a woman sitting beside his bed calm posture, elegant face, soft eyes… yet there was a strange, dangerous aura around her.
He blinked.
Justin: "A-Are you… the nurse-sister who'll take care of me?" 😳
The woman paused.
Amber's inner thoughts:
(Is he thinks , l am ...)
She gave a gentle smile.
Amber: "Yes, dear. I'll be taking care of you for now." 😊
Amber: "Do you need anything? Water? Food? Anything at all?"
Justin: "No, sister. I'm okay!" 😁
His heart felt unusually warm, like sitting near a familiar fireplace.
Justin (thinking):
Why does she feel so… comforting? So familiar? She's different from everyone… and I feel safe.
Amber leaned closer, her expression turning serious.
Amber: "Can I check your chest? I need to see how far the mark has spread."
Justin: "O-Okay, sister." 😊
He slowly lifted his shirt.
The black curse mark was clearly visible, spreading across his chest.
Amber's eyes sharpened.
Something flickered in them recognition.
She reached out and touched the mark with her fingertips.
And instantly
The mark started shrinking.
The black lines reversed like ink being pulled back into a pen.
Justin gasped.
Justin: "It… it doesn't hurt anymore…" 😨
His voice cracked with relief.
Amber exhaled slowly.
Her suspicion was confirmed.
Amber (thinking):
So it IS that type of curse… Who placed this on my son?
Her eyes darkened.
Meanwhile, in the bathroom…
Jonathan was aggressively splashing water on his face.
Jonathan: "HOW can she be so demanding?! After disappearing for ten years SHE comes back and orders ME around?!" 😤
He scrubbed his face with the towel like he was in a battle.
Jonathan: "Wives never apologize! Even when THEY make the mistake!" 😤
He slapped water again on his face.
A mini tsunami.
Jonathan: "If I go out now she'll definitely yell at me for not taking care of Justin properly." 😱
He stared at his reflection.
He looked like a man preparing for war.
Jonathan: "Come on Jonathan… you're the head of the Devis family. You can handle ONE woman." 😎
He puffed his chest.
Victory pose.
Jonathan: "Yes. I can do this."
He nodded confidently.
Then he opened the door
Walked out proudly
And then froze.
Jonathan: "How dare you, Am—" 😶
Because the scene in front of him was NOT what he expected.
Amber was gently touching Justin's chest, completely focused.
Justin was smiling softly, relieved.
Amber looked like a goddess healing her child.
Jonathan's confidence evaporated like steam.
Jonathan's soul: retreat… RETREAT… ABORT MISSION.
Amber turned her head slowly toward him.
Expression calm.
Dangerous.
Jonathan stiffened.
Amber: "Jonathan."
Her voice calm, but somehow scarier than anger.
"Come here."
Jonathan gulped.
He felt like a student summoned to the principal's office.
He walked forward like a man walking to his own funeral.
Amber: "We need to talk."
Jonathan internally:
I knew it. I'm dead.
Justin looked between them, confused.
Justin: "Sister nurse… do you know my dad?" 🤨
Both Amber and Jonathan froze.
Amber blinked.
Jonathan inhaled sharply.
And both of them said at the same time—
"YES."
But before that
---continue