C108 I’m pregnant

"Why am I here?" Isabella repeated, frustration clear in her voice.

Ezekiel looked at her and shrugged. "Why wouldn’t you be?"

She sighed deeply and sat on the bed. Ezekiel sat beside her, noticing her gloomy expression.

"What’s wrong, Isabella?" he asked gently.

She pressed her lips together and shook her head. "I don’t know," she whispered.

Ezekiel knelt in front of her, holding her hands