C7 ISABELLA'S POV

ISABELLA'S POV

I stared at the doctor, my heart pounding in my chest like a drum. His lips were still moving, but I couldn’t process the words. Pregnant. I was pregnant. The world around me blurred, the sterile white walls of the doctor's office closing in on me. It felt like I was trapped in a suffocating bubble, my mind racing back to that night—the night with Sebastian