The Curse and the Cradle

What I love the most could destroy the world.My hand rests on Emilie's swollen belly, the gentle rise and fall a constant reminder of the miracle – and the terror – that grows within her.Every kick, every flutter... love that burns fierce and a fear that chills me to the bone.Strange lights writhe across the sky, constellations twisting into unnatural shapes.A celestial sign from nature herself. A warning about of the child we're bringing into the world.Emilie weakens with each passing day, the once vibrant spark in her eyes replaced by a hollowness that can only be attributed to the soul that grows within.The lines blur – protecting our family, saving the city – they twist together into a tangled knot.Our team scrambles for answers. But we're not just an agency, anymore. We're a family.And we stand together.The fate of our child, and quite possibly the world, hangs in the...