The room inside the Healing Tower was silent, yet the silence carried a suffocating weight.
Natasha stood near the window, her expression serious, while Emma Rock sat on the bed, staring at the wall as if everything in front of her had lost meaning.
"What happened? Why are you not agreeing?" Natasha asked, her voice firm but restrained.
Emma didn't turn. Her fingers tightened slightly as she spoke.
"No, Master… I don't want to get treated by that Tony Clark. Never. Not in this life or the next. I won't allow him to touch me."
Natasha's brows furrowed immediately.
"Why? Answer my question. With my help and Tony's ability, we can cure your body completely. You will be safe and sound in no time," she pressed, her tone rising slightly.
Emma shook her head slowly.
"No, Master… please understand my situation. I won't allow Tony to cure me. Don't force me."
Natasha took a step closer, her patience thinning.
