Ethan slowly opened his eyes, his gaze fixed on the ceiling above him. As he shifted his focus to the left, the room gradually came into view, and he found himself lying on a comfortable bed.
He sat up slowly, the weight of confusion still clouding his thoughts. Words escaped his lips in a hushed tone as he muttered, "Wives…" His eyes remained fixed on the bed for a moment, as if seeking answers that eluded him.
Suddenly, a voice pierced through the air, breaking the silence that enveloped the room. Anna's urgent tone reached Ethan's ears, originating from outside the confines of the chamber.
"Lilith, calm down!" Anna's voice echoed, laced with concern and a hint of desperation.
Ethan's curiosity and growing unease propelled him forward. He rose from the bed, his muscles tense with anticipation, and swiftly made his way toward the door. With a determined hand, he grasped the handle and swung the door open, revealing a scene unfolding before him.
