Black Card
Her tone was final as she reached into her bag, pulling out a folded slip of paper and handing it to a perplexed Ethan.
Curiosity rippled through the group. They leaned in, trying to decipher the document Ethan now held with slightly trembling hands. His brow furrowed as he scanned the text, his lips moving silently.
“What is this… ‘Positive’?” he read aloud, his voice laced with confusion. He blinked, rereading the line. The words seemed to rearrange themselves in his mind.
“Positive!” The word burst from him, not as a question but a stunned revelation. His head snapped toward Belle, his eyes wide with dawning, incredulous joy.