Isabella's POV
The healer had barely gotten the words out before my heart went into overdrive.
Pregnant.
The word bounced around in my head like a song I couldn't get rid of. I put my hand on my stomach, which looked the same as always, but it felt different to me. This...this was what would chain Raphael to me forever.
I couldn't wait. Screw planning some big reveal. I just headed straight for his office, practically floating.
He was at his desk, totally focused on some report. The room smelled like ink and paper, that heavy, work-y smell that always seemed stuck to him those days.
I didn't bother knocking or saying anything. I just went up behind him and gave him a hug around the shoulders.
He tensed up. Isabella...
I'm pregnant, I whispered in his ear. My voice was shaky, which
