The Black Widow Reborn

y the occasional echo of distant footsteps or the soft hum of fluorescent lights. He'd made sure to remain u

g through his veins. For a moment, he wondered if she was even worth all this t

him without a sound. The room was dim, the faint glow of monitors casting flickering sha

grim smile. This was the end

c as he approached the bed. His movements were deliberate, his pulse steady. Standing

The blanket slid down slightly, reveali

er breathing deep and even in sleep. Her fea

d the surgery? Or worse-had someone moved her? Frustration

to his side. He cast a final, sharp glance at the sleeping w

sture rigid, his eyes scanning the corridor. His team was

s approached, Miguel

guard said quietly. "He attempted to harm the patient but quickly re

xpression unreadable

to ensure her safety and only came

r post," Miguel orde

f exhale. Eunice's instincts had been sharp, as always. Stanley had made his m

was still asleep, her chest rising and falling steadily. He lingered for a moment, h

ul. The shadows of her past rose to gr

ded her. Faces emerged from the darkness-men, women, children. Some young, others

y!" a woman cried, her

e contorted with grief. "You ha

voice soft but piercing. Tears streamed

g back, her heart pounding. "I

reamed, his voice

a cacophony of pain and anger. Eunice

oice cracking. "I didn't know what

ew closer, their voices growing loud

kille

royed eve

escape what

r face. "I'm sorry," she sobbed, her voice raw. "

ed forward, swal

gainst the sheets as if trying to escape an unseen force. Her bre

ely stepped into the room. His heart sank at the sight before him. E

urrying down the hall. He found Nurse Tina at the n

urgently. "She's... not

back to the room. She moved quickly but carefu

ody stilled, her hands relaxing their grip on the blanket. Tina adjusted th

a said softly, more to

emeanor faltered for a moment as he watched her now-still form. The sweat-soaked gown clung to her, and her chest rose and fell in rhythm

betrayal, bloodshed, and unrelenting determination. She had shattered every barrier, silenced every doubter, and seized power in a world that rar

om her injuries. The Eunice he knew wouldn't break so easily, even after surviving an assassination attempt. No, th

orn like armor for so long? Miguel's thoughts churned as he replayed the sight of her w

mired her strength, but he knew better than anyone that even the strongest people bore scars no one could

all her ruthlessness, Eunice had a humanity that she could never entirely suppress, no matter how hard she tried. It had been her gre