Chapter 61

Paul's voice crackled urgently through the phone, laden with a palpable sense of concern that sent shivers down my spine. The tone was a careful blend of caution and desperation, as if every word he uttered was crucial to my well-being. It was clear that he was genuinely worried for my safety.

"Jasmine," he began, his voice strained and heavy with anxiety, "I need you to listen to me, please. Whatever you do, do not under any circumstances come anywhere near the hospital." The words tumbled out in a rush, as if he couldn't bear the thought of me making a fatal mistake. I could almost picture him gripping the phone tightly, his knuckles turning white with the intensity of his plea.

"They might be waiting for you, Jasmine," he continued, his voice trembling with a mix of fear and caution. "Hoping that you'll unknowingly walk into their trap. It's far too dangerous, and I can't bear the thought of anything happening to you." The gravity of his words hung in the air, emphasizing the immin