C13 ISABELLA'S POV

ISABELLA'S POV

I can feel Alexander's eyes on me. They are heavy and look deep into my soul. Still, I stand tall and cross my arms over my chest. I'm not going to show any weakness. He doesn't need to know how deeply hurt I am and how the thought of carrying his child has made my whole life a mess.

I look Alexander straight in the eyes and say, "You don't get to tell me how to live my life