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.

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

as Madame Zara's words echoed in my mind. Black magic? A multi -generational curse? It sounded like something out of a horror movie, not something that could be real, not something that could be

head. "Why would there

the edge of the table. "I'm not sure. I can only see

the skepticism returning

supernatural realm, just like you," she said, her voice trembling slightly. "I have lived among humans for many years, hiding

protective instincts kicked in immediately. He wrapped his arm around me, pulling me

in danger? "But what if she's right?" I whispered to Enzo. "What if our baby is in danger? The visions, the symptoms... It's all just like my father described

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

knew," I insisted, my mind racing. "She knew about the baby, about the magic, about where

"You must be careful," she called after us as Enzo started to lead me away. "The curse is strong. If you do not take

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

gentle but unyielding.

emerged back into the festival, the bright lights and joyful sounds felt jarringly out of place. My mind was reeling, trying to

my

I could hear. "Trust me, I want to believe," he said softly, his hands gripping mine. "But we should be careful. It could be a scam, even if she is from

knew," I repeated, my fear growing. "She knew about us. She knew about the baby and I'm

sighed, running a hand through his hair. "I know, but we don't know her intentions

"But why? What would anyone gain from spinning a tale about a generational black magic curse and a stillborn baby?

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