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.

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

chest 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

asked, shaking my head. "Why would

table. "I'm not sure. I can only

how do you know this?" Enzo chimed in, the skepticism returning to his voice. "How can

am from the supernatural realm, just like you," she said, her voice trembling

me, pulling me close. "We're leaving," he said, his voice low and firm. "This

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

jaw clenched. "Nina, we don't know

"She knew about the baby, about

she called after us as Enzo started to lead me away. "The curse is strong. If you do

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

gentle but unyielding.

into the festival, the bright lights and joyful sounds felt jarringly out

I said, my voice

"Trust me, I want

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

know, but we don't know her

to calm my racing heart. "But why? What would anyone gain from spinning a tale about a generational black magic curse and a stillborn baby? And given what

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