"WHAT DO YOU MEAN MORE SAMPLE?! f**k! LET ME GO!" The woman's voice reverberated through the sterile hospital corridor, a symphony of frustration and anger.
Carlos, the enigmatic guardian assigned to protect the woman and the curious boy, stepped forward with silent determination. His cold gaze fixed on the hospital staff and Martha, a warning in his eyes that spoke volumes without the need for words. He positioned himself between the woman and the medical team, a silent shield against any perceived threat.
The woman, a fierce protector with a hot temper, shot a fiery glare at the approaching staff. "You touch him, and you'll regret it," she warned, her voice a dangerous grumble.
Sensing the escalating tension, Carlos spoke with a few words but firm resolve, "No one will harm him. I'm h
