Misty POV
I sat on our plush couch, the aroma of freshly brewed tea wafting through the air. As a strange, tingling sensation washed over me, I closed my eyes, embracing the familiarity of this powerful premonition.
Suddenly, I found myself transported to a lavishly decorated hotel suite, the soft glow of the chandelier illuminating the room. I watched in astonishment as a girl, the cursed child, stepped into the suite. But to my surprise, another figure appeared, a face I knew all too well - Kash. He gently pulled her close, his strong arms enveloping her, his worried expression masked by a calmness. It was undeniable, he loved her. My breath caught in my throat, witnessing their undeniable connection.
After a moment, Kash reluctantly left the room, and the vision shifted, transporti
