“Call the doctor,” her father suggested, and Isabelle’s heart stopped for a moment. A medical examination would immediately reveal her condition. “It’s not necessary, I just need to rest,” she reacted quickly, retreating to her room, her heart pounding against her chest.
Her breast. The nights became both her refuge and her torment. In the darkness of her room, Isabella caressed her barely swollen belly, feeling a mixture of terror and tenderness that tore her apart inside. Inside her, a new life was growing, the product of the purest and most forbidden love.
whom she had never known. Her encounters with Thomas became more urgent and desperate. During one of those nighttime meetings, she finally told him she was pregnant. The words escaped her lips as a stifled whisper. Thomas remained still for a moment that seemed to last forever. Then,
He slowly knelt in front of her and placed his hands on Isabella’s belly. “Are you sure?” she asked, her voice trembling. “Absolutely sure.” Thomas’s eyes filled with tears.
