Chapter 0573

Nina

Madame Zara's eyes flickered with a mix of fear and sorrow as she finally spoke, her voice barely more than a whisper. I could hardly hear her over the din of the crowd outside, and I had to lean closer just to make out what she was trying to say.

"Your family, Nina, it's... it's cursed. A generational curse that affects the first-born daughters."

I felt my heart skip a beat. "Cursed?" I echoed, my voice trembling.

Enzo let out a wry chuckle. "Don't bullshit us, woman," he hissed.

But Madame Zara just shot him a look, and in that look, there was everything. Suddenly, I knew. This couldn't be just any gimmicky fortune teller. She had ties in the supernatural realm. I was sure of it. Even Enzo fell silent, his eyes widening ever so slightly.

"I'm sorry," I murmured in the wake of Enzo's comment. "Please keep going, Madame Zara."

The fortune teller swallowed, then leveled her gaze with mine again. "It is true." She nodded solemnly. "The curse dictates that the first-born child of each first-born daughter in your family will be stillborn."

I felt a chill run down my spine. My mother's first child, as I had only just discovered, had been stillborn. I thought it was just a tragic accident, a stroke of cruel fate. But now, with Madame Zara's words hanging heavily in the air, a horrifying possibility began to take shape in my mind.

"Are you saying that... my baby..." I couldn't finish the sentence, the words catching in my throat.

Nina. I can see the curse's shadow around you. It's strong, and it's old, passed down

-generational curse? It sounded like something out of a horror movie,

my head. "Why would there be a curse

her fingers gripped the edge of the table. "I'm not sure. I can only see the curse's shadow surrounding you.

how do you know this?" Enzo chimed in, the

you," she said, her voice trembling slightly. "I have lived among humans for many years, hiding my true identity. But I can sense the magic surrounding your

me, pulling me close. "We're leaving,"

our child really in danger? "But what if she's right?" I whispered to Enzo. "What if our

clenched. "Nina, we don't know if we can trust

mind racing. "She knew about the baby, about

Zara stood up, her eyes filled with urgency. "You must be careful," she called after us as Enzo started

was resolute. He guided me out of the tent, his grip

gentle but unyielding.

and joyful sounds felt jarringly out of place. My mind was reeling, trying to process what

we can't just ignore this," I said, my voice shaky. "Maybe we

could hear. "Trust me, I want to believe," he said softly, his hands gripping mine. "But we should be careful.

my fear growing. "She knew about us. She knew about the baby and

we don't know her intentions for

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