…Nate's pov…I slammed my hands on the table as I stood up, my anger boiling over. Robert frowned too, and I could feel the weight of my aunt's gaze as she sensed my anger. But it was Mr. Kimball who held my attention. I stared hard at him, my eyes burning with fury. “Go on, do it,” he said, his voice mocking and condescending. His words only fueled the fire within me. My aunt suddenly stood up, her actions speaking louder than words. “You know what, let's call it off today and rearrange,” she declared, signaling for me to follow her outside. I stood there, unmoving, unfazed by their attempts to defuse the situation. My eyes continued to blaze with anger, my entire been radiating an alpha aura that seemed to oppress everyone in the room. A bead of sweat rolled down Mr. Kimball's face, a visible sign of his discomfort.With a subtle movement of her eyes, Aunt Mae gestured to Robert, who understood her silent command. He stood up while she took hold of my hand, tugging me towards the

… Nate's pov…I woke up with a heavy feeling in my eyes, as if I had been sleeping for an eternity. The absence of Julie, who had left while I was away yesterday, only added to the disoriented state of my mind. I ran my hands through my hair and rubbed my forehead, trying to shake off the remnants of sleep. Reality quickly settled in as I realized that I needed to go to the hospital. A deep sigh escaped my lips, knowing that there were important matters to attend to. I glanced at the clock, my heart skipping a beat. “Oh my, it's already 9 am,” I muttered to myself in disbelief. Without wasting another moment, I hurriedly entered the bathroom, the sound of running water filling the air. A quick, hurried bath refreshed my senses, awakening me fully. Stepping out, I swiftly dressed in a long-sleeve shirt and black pencil trousers, paying attention to every detail. The memory of Aunt Mae's disapproval from the previous day echoed in my mind, reminding me not to dress shabbily. I couldn

…Nate's pov…I looked at Eva, her face turned away from me. Her eyebrows were slanted, as if she was determined about something. I couldn't quite tell what was going on in her mind. A sigh escaped my lips as I reluctantly stood up from the bedside. I quietly walked towards the door, stealing one last glance at Eva lying on the bed. With a heavy heart, I pushed the door open and stepped out into the corridor. I made my way down the hallway, I noticed the doctor pacing back and forth. His worried expression mirrored my feelings. I approached him, and without a word exchanged, we fell into step together. Walking side by side, the hospital corridors seemed endless, filled with uncertainty and apprehension.My mind was racing with thoughts, trying to make sense of the situation. What was happening to Eva? Why did she turn away from me? The silence between the doctor and me felt heavy, weighed down by unspoken worries. We continued down the halls, the sound of our footsteps echoing, a so

… Elder ken pov…I leaned back in my chair, a sense of amusement evident in my dry laugh. It seemed that Nate had finally made up his mind on how to handle the situation. I rubbed my chin thoughtfully, observing him closely as he sipped his drink. There was a determined look in his eyes, and I knew he was ready to act.Leaning forward, I locked my gaze with Nate's, conveying my seriousness. “Then bring her a day before the wedding,” I stated firmly, my voice carrying a tone of authority. Nate nodded in agreement, a smile spreading across his face. As Nate put his hands in his pockets, I could sense his fondness for the topic of opera. Curiosity sparked within me, and I leaned forward, eager to hear more. “So, why do you like opera?” I inquired, genuinely interested in his perspective. A smile graced Nate's face as he began to share his thoughts. “Dad loved opera,” he said, his voice carrying a touch of nostalgia. “Growing up, he would often play recordings of famous opera arias and

… Eva's pov…I woke up, my gaze instinctively drawn towards the windows. To my surprise, I noticed that they had been changed and reinforced overnight. My heart sank as the realization hit me—my escape plan had been thwarted. The hope that had fueled my dreams last night evaporated instantly.Sitting up on the bed, I rubbed my tired eyes, trying to shake off the disappointment that threatened to consume me. The weight of my circumstances settled heavily upon my shoulders, reminding me of the challenges that lay ahead.With a sigh, I swung my legs over the side of the bed, my body protesting as I put weight on my injured side. The bandage wrapped around the wound reminded me of the pain I had endured, both physically and emotionally. I limped slightly as I made my way towards the bathroom, determination pushing me forward despite the discomfort.Taking slow, deliberate steps, I began to remove my clothes' bit by bit, careful not to aggravate the wound. The fabric clung to my skin, as i