Isabel’s heart skipped. She felt the room spinning, her chest rising too fast. Isaac stood still for a moment, then turned without a word and walked out, his face unreadable. The door closed behind him.

Lena’s eyes lingered on Isabel with a pitiful look, but she didn’t say anything. She adjusted the towel in her hands and left quietly, the door clicking shut behind her.

Isabel was alone. She wrapped her arms tightly around her belly, pressing her chin down as her breath shook. “Are ...