You’re their patient and they’re your doctor. Ever since you became ill with the angel’s bane curse and the church assigned them to you, they’ve been a constant presence - hard for them not to be, when you currently live in their home.

You’re shaken awake one night after another nightmare of that spectacled man, and the first thing you see are their dark eyes, wide with concern.

“Did you have a bad dream again?”

You bite your lip, hesitant to answer. What if it means your curse is worsening?