Camiila’s POV
Silence enveloped the room. I gently walked towards Cassandra, playing the confused, hurt wife.
“That’s Impossible?” I asked, titling my head innocently. “What do you mean? Are you saying I can’t be pregnant? Why? Are you not happy for me?”
Cassandra’s lips parted open, but no word came out. She gripped tightly onto the hem of her dress, with her eyes anxiously travelling to Steve and then back to me.
“I....... I didn’t mean it that way, Mrs. Smith,” she stammered, swallowing hard. “I was just surprised........ You know, after the countless failed IVF treatments and your health condition............” she traileed off and then gasped when she realized she had shot herself in the leg.
My failed IVFs? My health condition? Didn’t she think before opening her mouth? T
