Love Unbreakable by Bank Brook

“Are you alright? What’s wrong, Roscoe?” Nicole had asked, stepping forward to assist him.

Unexpectedly, Roscoe had pushed her away forcefully, causing her to stumble and fall.

His expression twisted into one of fury, his eyes becoming bloodshot, a terrifying sight.

Witnessing his distress, Nicole had sensed that his condition was more than a mere ailment.

It was something profoundly alarming.

Panicked, she cried out for help, “Doctor! Doctor! Someone, please help!”

As Nicole dashed to find assistance, a woman collided with her, nearly causing another fall.

“Roscoe, Roscoe.

” the woman murmured as she knelt beside Roscoe, soothingly calling his name.

As Roscoe’s agitation mounted, the woman leaned closer and whispered something into his ear, her manner intimate.

Nicole tried to listen but the language was foreign, unfamiliar to her ears.

Covertly, she activated her phone’s recorder, capturing the woman’s mysterious whispers.

Just then, doctors arrived as Roscoe’s fury seemed to evaporate.

The woman stood and composedly requested, “Doctor, could you prescribe some tranquilizers for this gentleman? Thank you.

”

The doctor appeared reluctant, as if he wanted to interject, but the woman, noticing Nicole’s watchful eyes, pulled him aside and whispered, “Let’s discuss this inside.

”

The woman escorted the doctor and Roscoe into an office, securing the door behind them.

Nicole contemplated eavesdropping but quickly realized that the door was sealed too tightly for any sound to escape.

She dismissed the idea and opted to reach out to a friend she had enlisted for assistance earlier.

“Hey, any news on the issue I me

ntioned Last time?”

Her friend responded promptly, “I was just about to update you.

That woman is part of a tribe known for practicing witchcraft.

”

Witchcraft? Nicole was taken aback, having never encountered such beliefs.

Her friend elaborated, “This witchcraft tribe is ancient.

Their members are adept in voodoo and other arcane practices, notorious for their ruthless tactics and willingness to do anything for money.

”

Nicole’s mind raced with unsettling thoughts.

Why was a witch involved with Roscoe? What troubles had the Watts family possibly entangled him in, or was it someone else?

Recently, Nicole’s attention had been monopolized by Austin and Kamilah’s issues, causing her to lose track of Roscoe’s circumstances.

Encounters with him had become rare, largely due to the Watts family’s stringent security measures.

Clearly, something was amis:

Nicole forwarded a recent audio recording to her friend, asking, “Can you translate this for me?”

“The background noise is overwhelming, and I’m unfamiliar with the witchcraft tribe’s language.

I’ll enhance the audio quality and find someone who can interpret it,” her friend assured her.

“Okay, thank you,” Nicole replied.

“No need for formalities, Nicole.

”

This friend, whom Nicole had met while overseas, had once received financial help from Nicole during a difficult period, enabling him to cover his mother’s medical expenses.

He remained profoundly appreciative and was eager to reciprocate her generosity.

Just then, a nurse approached Nicole.

“Miss, the patient in that room you’re inquiring about has just woken up.

”