Elena POV
The air in the study felt too thin to breathe. I stared at Alaric, waiting for him to tell me it was a joke. I waited for him to say Isabella was just being cruel. But he didn't. He looked at the floor, his shoulders shaking.
"It was after the attack," Alaric said. His voice was low and broken. "You were losing so much blood. Aris told us the news, but he also told us the baby was already gone. You were barely holding on yourself, Elena. Your heart was so weak."
"So you decided for me?" I asked. My voice felt dead. "You decided I didn't need to know my own child existed?"
"We didn't want you to wake up to a nightmare," Silas said. He reached out to me, his eyes wet. "We wanted you to wake up and feel safe. We thought if we could just get you healthy again, we could find a way
